Not
my choice, a girl I was born
With
a purpose, He designed to mould
A
life of worth, I am redeemed
Not defined by abuse, I am deemed
With
every scar, a story's told
A
tale of life, the heart of gold
To
never surrender in life's toil
But
discipline and serenity I must unfold
Did
I disobey sound judgment?
That
led me down a road to lament
Through
the streets of Hope, I search in vain
For
solace, but find only pain
Why
do calamities befall us so?
On
us, where is the focus to know?
I
am a girl child, born wholly mine
Not
for abuse, but truly divine
Give
back our dignity, the right we command
Not
just a request, but obedience to stand
I
am a beautiful girl born never to tumble low
May
peace and justice prevail to uphold the law
This poem is purposefully inscribed to advocate for the rights, dignity, and protection of girl children, particularly those who have experienced or are experiencing abuses. No one should be left behind in cases like rape, forced marriage, girl child marriage, and exploitation of any kind.
