Crying Daughter

This poem is made for Daughter

Why u want to kill me
I want to live

How the world is
I want to see

During my childhood
I will not tease you

for anything
I will not bother you

Oh mother,
Why you making sin
Trapped in greed of son

You also had birth by female

So,
Why you want to kill me
This world is going on
Due to female

Please do not kill me
I want to see the world.