A Sonnet on Girl Child Killing

Sonnet on Girl Child Birth It was the day when she came in the world. With lovely cry she peeped it like a bird. Eager everyone to know the gender. I was standing with unique splendour. "Girl child born" uttering this word; Everyone was; unhappy I heard. Even women that hath same gender; Seemed me the moon lost splendour. Stone told when enquired she and me. But was a doll for her papa and mummy No one ate food even it was yummy. Think think! O human what is without she? Mother; sister; wife and aunt is she. Let her see the world and let her say mummy. Mohan Lal Verma Lect. English GSSS Sherda