Bano

A victim of circumstances

She laid bare her soul

The cries in her throat

echoed the royal abode

But the monarch pretended to be deaf and dumb

She cried fowl

But her screams were frozen

Slammed for demanding her right

With no choice but to surrender before the muscular might

Will She survive the betrayal

Or continue to suppress her wail

Stand up for the justice

Before they reach to your door

The hell broke on her

Her heart tore apart

To see the culprits free from bars

Feel her pain

It is a matter of shameless game