They are weaker species,be their strength,
guide them through this tunnel to see light.
Your love can turn them to great elite,
The music of nice words won't let them faint.

They're in a very essential stage of life.
How you treat them is how they learn,
how they learn is how they'll live then,
how they lives then decides their type of wife.

Enrich them with all that they must know,
lest they learn it the other way round.
There are subterfuge teachers hanging around,
with whose teachings must they not grow.

Give attention to their change of mood,
listen attentively to the lyrics of their emotions.
Gulp down their words to ease their depression,
Kind words and actions gets them of the hook.

In their wrongs pour out words and actions,mild.
They always long for one who truly cares,
Believing they would help conquer their fears
Let's be that person who cares, lets save our girlchild.

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this is about the girlchild, who faces so many crisis at tender age due to her gender. More than 62 million girls around the world have no access to education. Worldwide and collectively, girls ages 5 to 14 spend more than 160 million hours more on household chores than boys of the same age do. Globally, one in four girls are married before age 18. This poem is to help curb the problem of gender discrimination and also help train up a better girlchild