What should I tell you about myself?

Where should I begin, oh… Let me think

Let me try n tell you some things…

From the day I was created and the day I’ll end

Will have to undergo to I don’t know what extent

Was told to serve them till it will all end

And that is why I was created and that is how it will end

 

Have seen some walk on me with pride

Some were humble and some were kind….

Have seen them happy and sad at times

Seen some doing hideous crimes

Have seen peace and war many times

Killing many and saving a little time

Have seen them performing magic too

Some inside me n some outside

Seen them scratching and digging me to the spine

Have given them water, fruit and vegies too

Gold and silver and minerals too

Have made myself available for them for all times…

 

Should I tell you about the saddest moment in time

When I saw lil girls being buried alive

Some were new born and some were old

Some were just put in me as they were born

Some were running and holding their fathers

Some didn’t know what was happening to them

While some closed their eyes in me, while napping.

 

I tried that they will not be able to dig in me

And think once again what they were doing

I wanted to take those lil girls out

But was told to hide them till the day they will be ordered out

I held them in my womb

I covered them in flowers

I did what their parents were suppose to do

I made them go to sleep in the most beautiful way

I cooled myself and so that they can stay

I am the one who will hold you and bring you out that day

When you will be asked for why were you in there

What crime you committed what sin you bare

 

What should I tell you about the people who left them in me

Wanted to swallow them and break them in me

 

 

Some were killed in the name of honor

Some were buried because the neighbor said so

Some were forced to, because of what a stigma she was

And some put them in me willing

Some felt sad as their lil girl thought they were playing

Some put sand on them while playing

Loosening their father’s finger as they rest in me

 

Some just kept on digging more and more graves

Pride and vanity washed these men away

They looked like humans but were animals in disguise

Who didn’t know what a daughters love is actually like..

Some men realized for what they have done

Crying every moment for their little ones

As now there is no one with whom they can play

As the Smile of their lil one use to sway them away…