***This is my first poem. I wrote it when I was 11 or 12. It has it's own flaws. And I don't wanna change those flaws coz I want my first poem to show child me's way of explaining things***

Oh world! How are you?
Tomorrow, I'll come to see you.
Now I'm in my mother's womb,
Resting peacefully seeing beautiful dreams.
I'm waiting to see my beloved mother.
I'm waiting to feel her first kiss.
When I come out it pains her,
Oh mother, I'm sorry for that.
Ah! At last today I'm born.
And I'm happy to see all.
I saw the world, saw the nature,
Saw my mother who's my angel.
But alas, the next day
I was killed by my father.
Now, I'm here, in the heaven,
With lots of girls like me.
They were also been killed,
As they were girls
Oh God! Why killin.g girls?
Why this discrimination?

***A vote if you like it***