Betrothed by her parents
to a much older man
A child of seven
In a far way land

Her dream was to study
to have a better life
But it was already decided
she would be a wife

Twenty fours years her senior
A man she didn't know
He would soon be her husband
and deep down her foe

In some parts of her country
little girls are kidnapped
and raped
Forced to marry
their abductor
They're no longer chaste

The night of their wedding
She wants to run away and hide
Her heart beats wildly
As she lies by his side

He lays on top of her
Her tiny body he mauls
He cannot get inside of her
Her hole is too small

She finds herself pregnant
He wants a son
She's all of fourteen
Her period had come

She carries the baby through
the nine month count
Her body is too tiny
The baby won't come out

It dies in her womb
A hole is torn underneath
She starts to leak urine
A horror she's been bequeathed

Her husband walked out
He couldn't stand her smell
And there's one more
sad thing
I have left to tell

She finally reached a hospital
After two days on a bus
Doctors were on hand
an operation to discuss

They could fix her problem
This brought her great joy
They had to take
the baby out though,
they found out
it was a boy

A day in the life of a
countryside girl
A gift from heaven
Now a bride at seven
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Dena
Jul 03, 2009 4:20 PM
Wow...the honesty and blnt truth that you share in your poems is so exceptional. I write poems, and I know I sometimes edit them in case someone reads them. Now, I know that I don't have to do that. The rawness of your poetry really speaks out on the injustices in this world.
Jana Dvorska
Jun 28, 2009 4:23 AM
I thought I had corrected the spelling of poem in my comment but then saw the mistake in the publication...

I really admire your work Lisa. You are incredibly inspirational :-)

Jana
Jana Dvorska
Jun 28, 2009 4:20 AM
Lisa,

This is another beautiful yet heartbreaking peom that opens people's eyes and hearts and willl hopefully get others to try and help those less fortunate in this world.

Great work :-)

hugs,
Jana
Marci
Jun 04, 2009 12:15 PM
Lisa,
I have followed you since you left the view. I was so moved by you when you decided to leave and pursue much greater things! You have done an excellent job at getting to the heart of issues, issues people would rather sweep under a rug. I love your poetry! I love how you just tell it how it is no sugar coating the world needs more of that. They need to hear the details of the suffering. I enjoy hearing you speak your intelligence and compassion is incredibly beautiful.
May a higher power watch over your sister and Euna and bring them home! I hope the trial goes well.. I pray the North Korean government watched or got follow up from the Larry King Show it may have planted a seed of compassion. I am sending my positive thoughts of hope out into the universe.
Daniel Spano
Jun 02, 2009 5:24 PM
Dear Lisa, your poetry is in my opinion amazing. I don't know very much about poetry but you get right to the point. I feel real bad for these young girls and I know that you visited countries and saw that problem up close and personal. I'm really sorry that I missed you at Kent State, living right down the street. I hope our government does something soon to keep your sister safe and the North Koreans better do something soon or they will be paying the big price. The best of luck to you and your family. I wish there was something I could do to help. I guess praying is about the only thing I can do for you. Love to you and your family, Dan from Kent
Rhonda P
Apr 30, 2009 3:23 PM
Wow! Another powerful & moving poem!
Keep up the amazing work!
Laura
Apr 15, 2009 10:14 AM
Thanks Lisa, I was so moved by this poem. Thanks for making us aware that India its not only those love stories from Bollywood but the ignorance that still rules our old societies.
lisa smith
Mar 28, 2009 6:35 AM
Thanks for the reminder. Keep up the good work.
Guest
May 25, 2008 6:01 PM
These are the problems we should be focused on, not Britney Spears worthless mumbo jumbo. Keep up the good work Lisa, you've opened my eyes.
Carmelita
May 21, 2008 7:00 PM
This poem is beautiful.
Your words are moving, and you have truly inspired me
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