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The Little Girl's God


The little girl’s God, was not mine
And so I thought, it was all so fine
Someone even said, she’d bomb my land
And so I held, they’d saved my band

The cries I heard, were sure loud and insane
Yet all seemed distant; the lust, the frenzy and the pain
The little girl’s God, was not mine
And so I thought, it was all so fine

To my eyes bright, Nirbhaya sounded Hindu for sure
On trained little ears, Asifa looked Muslim by all measure
But Christian I was in all my line
And so I thought, it was all so fine

One even talked me through, not to wail this time
For this was now the trending rhyme
Politics, refugees and Pakistan on his vow
And all just Vagina in love and war

But then I turned, and my child walked by
The line of Gods, they blurred in my eye
The bad cries loud, sounded like the child of mine
And the little girl’s God, was just as fine

The little girl’s God, neither hers nor mine!

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