A CRY – DYING TO BE HEARD
A CRY – DYING TO BE HEARD2 mins 306 2 mins 306
Usual was the evening, usual as always was the silence outside,
Lost in thoughts I started for home, on the roads cold and wide.
A sudden hard push I felt, and then some hands pulled me along,
Shivers ran down my body, I knew something was quite wrong.
They caught me prey before I could realize, dirty was their need,
I screamed with all my might, as they grabbed me for their greed.
I pushed back to save my dignity, my innocence from being scarred,
They had their hands all over me, no matter how much I tried hard.
Rejoicing in their conquest, they took turns for the lustful play,
Ripped off my soul with their filth, while crying there naked I lay.
Hungry was the animal in them, kept cutting me apart like a knife,
When they got exhausted, they just left me there fighting for life.
Silent now became the night again, lonely again the roads around,
In agony I cried for help, but no one to hear my mourning sound.
If you are there O’ God, today your help to end this life is all I want,
Wounds might heal with time, but the memories will always haunt.
For world I might be another 'NIRBHAYA', they'll tell brave I had been,
Prayers and candle marches might follow, but justice would not be seen.
World shows this care to hide the guilt, when ‘WE’ become victim n die,
Women like me are raped each day, and no one dares to question WHY?
In a World that worship Goddesses, a fearful life to girls is all we can give,
Wish no more daughters get born here, till we make it a SAFE place to live.