The Daughter Was Named Mary
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Sayeed Abubakar
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When she was born,
The moon of the sky smiled.
But her mother's bright face
Turned pale.
She recollected her past
And got frightened.
Being a girl was a matter of shame
In her dark village.
She had been neglected
Throughout her life.
She looked at her daughter's beautiful face;
Tears flooded her two deep eyes.
When her hubby came to her,
She cried, 'Alas! I've given birth
To a daughter. Let me flee taking her away.'
He asked her smiling, 'Why? '
Her father-in-law rushed and asked, 'Why? '
Her mother-in-law rushed and asked, 'Why? '
She stared at their faces and said,
'Nobody loves a girl on earth.'
Her father-in-law said laughing,
'Time has changed.
Now there's no difference
Between a girl and a boy.'
She couldn't believe her ears.
She again stared at their smiling faces.
Her baby cried in hunger. Her
Mother-in-law shouted, 'Go you all.
Let us care our baby.'
The male left naming the daughter Mary.
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