Female infanticide/foeticide is something I feel very strongly about. This is probably one of the first poems I ever wrote on the subject. The fate of a little girl who comes into this cruel world.
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Categories: Poetry
Tag: people
People. How many there are and just how different from one another! Their sheer variety gives rise to a fascinating world of characters jostling for space, waiting to stand out. Inspired by a face or a silhouette, a character is born in the mind of the writer and she or he grows to be a personality sculpted by words and they dwell, sometimes as the writer wants them to, and at others, just the way they wish. Welcome to the world of people. We, the people. The real ones, the imagined ones that are shadows of the real.