The custom

                    The custom femaleinfanticide stories
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garimar Poetry is a personal purgatory
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For @jinxedquill ' s "Gruesome contest".

The custom

The little life twisted and turned trying to face her mum

The little life twisted and turned trying to face her mum, but in vain.

The little life twisted and turned trying to face her mum, but in vain. "Oh God why do these walls keep getting shorter and plain!?"

But wait

But wait, why is mum crying again?

But wait, why is mum crying again? Did I cause her any pain?

The little life anxiously asked,"

The little life anxiously asked," Mum why are you so upset?

The little life anxiously asked," Mum why are you so upset? Your tears have made the dress wet.

The little life anxiously asked," Mum why are you so upset? Your tears have made the dress wet. And what are those marks on your face?

The little life anxiously asked," Mum why are you so upset? Your tears have made the dress wet. And what are those marks on your face? I really want to feel your warm embrace."

Drenched in agony

Drenched in agony, the mother sat oblivious

Bracing herself

Bracing herself to again face her fears

The last ones had been equally innocent

The last ones had been equally innocent But before she could reach out,

The last ones had been equally innocent But before she could reach out, They had followed the scent

Bashed against the wall

Bashed against the wall Asphyxiate in a pool of blood

Bashed against the wall Asphyxiate in pool of blood Posed a gentle fall

Bashed against the wall Asphyxiate in pool of blood Posed a gentle fall

Bashed against the wall Asphyxiate in pool of blood Posed a gentle fall

Bashed against the wall Asphyxiate in pool of blood Posed a gentle fall

To avoid the bloom of bud

Sitting upright,

Sitting upright, She gently turns to her child

Sitting upright, She gently turns to her child "Darling you must know, mumma tried"

Sitting upright, She gently turns to her child "Darling you must know, mumma tried" But this world is hell and

Sitting upright, She gently turns to her child "Darling you must know, mumma tried" But this world is hell and Your life a gruesome ride

And for this

Countless bitter tears this womb has cried

Countless bitter tears this womb has cried Yet again tomorrow one more would have died

Countless bitter tears this womb has cried Yet again tomorrow one more would have died To uphold man's bloody hollow pride

Countless bitter tears this womb has cried Yet again tomorrow one more would have died To uphold man's bloody hollow pride And the ghastly custom of female infanticide

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