The Crime1 min 178 1 min 178
Said somebody from the crowd
Look she is alone,
The voice was very loud
Shaking her every bone!
A storm passed through her mind
What a wistful melancholic moment that was;
She was in a perplexed state
What to do now?
They; on the other hand, were like a hound
She; feeling a terrifying bound
Many eyes witnessing the time,
Still, nobody tried to protest the crime!
All were like puppets of them
Just stood in their place;
She felt crushed,
Trying to get out of the race
What happened exactly is not her story,
Bu your thoughts, your views, and your glory;
Whether to make her weak or strong,
It all depends on your decision
As the result of your imagination!