She darted out
An angry shout
after an erring
brattish sibling
about to be run over
by speeding motors
Mom-like concerns
She was just a sister
to young ones, elder
by just a few year(s)
Burdened by fate
and bad luck spate
to parentage
and other dotage
She cleans , she cooks
After her brothers she looks
Watches backs ,
delivers whacks
She should be in a school
Having fun ,playing fool
learning letters and rules
to live among horses and mules
saddled with housework
different from homework
To do painful chores
to handle worldly mores
She darts me a smile
as she chases the boy
for a second I see a little
girl, still shy and coy
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