I have died a million deaths <br />in the last ten minutes <br /> <br /> <br />I am a tied up sack <br />And they do not open up <br />What is kept hidden for the <br />Rainy days. <br />I am the pawn played <br />Only as the last resort. <br />My womb is taken up by the <br />Masters who decide to have <br />Sons or daughters <br />If they want sons <br />The daughters have to <br />Give way <br /> <br />I have died before <br />But never at the hands <br />Of unborn children <br />The sword is heavy <br />And the poison strong <br />But what they do not know is that <br />My life is not in my throat but <br />in my toes<br /><br />Prathibha Nandakumar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-have-died-a-million-deaths/
