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by veena singh | |
Published on: Jan 3, 2008 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=17809 | |
I was born into this world To be the dream, the change I was born into this world But now I am your slave I was born into this world To fend for myself and my brothers I was born into this world Yet I became your lover I was born into this world To be a sister, a daughter, a wife and friend I was born into this world With the name ‘prostitute’, and a ‘good for nothing’, as my brand I was born into this world With a dream of becoming someone I was born into this world And I became no one I was born into this world Wishing I could have a life I was born into this world And I became your dead wife I was born into this world As a woman, a daughter, a child I was born into this world And you all took away my life « return. |