Tell my little sister,
That the world is a smooth-Disaster
Having boys with gleaming teeth
With sugar-content in their mouth

Tell my little sister,
That even when they promise her
They will in turn despise her
Living her with a scar

Tell my little sister,
That they are hunting for her flower
Knowing the dignity of Woman-Pride
Destroying her legitimate calling as a bride

Tell my little sister,
That canal pleasure is full of ecstasy
But the result is a horror-Fantasy
Living her in the valley of rigour

Tell my little sister
That womanhood is full of virtues
And to be guided with values
Really!!! She is not meant to suffer