Her Wounds Heal Not
Her Wounds Heal Not
When your necks four have to be hanged
Now comes a time you all feel the pang:
You were all flying like birds songs finch
Cruelly clipped her body all feathers suffocating pinch:
You ruthless like hungry beasts feasted on her flesh
Merciless beasts feasted every part of her flesh
Ruthless vultures garnished inserting chilies made full mash:
Felt not you bloody rapists not slightest itch
Bloody bastards barked without any humane click:
Now when the time on punishing you comes final
dashing heads walls starving and feel dire fire crestfallen:
how dare you seek clemency President plea
You yourself all four eyes blind never punishing could see:
Notorious alive seven years you ate freely without single fines tea:
Get lost you selfish, pay by your life Nirbhaya's poor woman
Hold we prayers for her peace you unworthy demons:
How her mother run by sweat of her blood-hungry running
Even this day poor Asha Devi see I her still weeping.