cries of a female child

The gathering on that day was usual,
It had happen over and over again,
Her fate was about to be seal,
By her society.

In her soul she bleed,
She was to be given out,
To a man her grandfather age,
To be his child birth,

Oh her world,
The world of a female,
In her world the female was only a speciment,
Only seen but never heard.

I want more in life,
I want education,
I want to live and speak for myself,
My voice leading changes.