A young girl, looked down by her elders, In a traditional family, she was nothing. She learned her existence was wrong, And she should have let her brother win.
As she walked by the village, She saw lots of kids play. On their faces, they smiled brightly, And she wondered what went wrong.
She walked back home, and asked her mom, "Why am I wrong? Why can't I be born?" And her mom, furious she was, slapped her, "Men are more superior, and you are far inferior."
Tears rolled down her rosy cheeks, And she ran out of her house in seconds. She went to a river, and cried even more, And a stranger watched her tears pour.
He asked her reason for her tears, And he nodded in reply. He took her hand softly, And wiped her tears of her eyes.
"I'll bring you somewhere happy," And they walked together hand in hand. "It's called the new generation, So let's bring down our old traditions."
"In the past, people favoured sons more than daughters, and it still happens in traditional families too. I hope one day it stops, and everyone lives in harmony and peace, without feeling the need to doubt their existence."