Scream

Can you hear me scream? 

They are four.

Staring at me like am a whore.

I am hiding under the bridge.

They dragged me to the floor;

Pulling by my hair.

I am alone. 

Please save me.

Oh please let me go!

I shouted out loud.

They laughed and felt so proud.

Proud of what, their manhood!

Me begging and saving my modesty alone.

Can you hear me scream?

I am scared; nobody cared.

Dear should reside in their eyes.

But it stays in me and my heart cries.

One stretching my arms;

Making me lie down deliberately.

Other holding my legs apart,

Didn't allow me to move.

I am screaming.

Could you hear me scream?

My dupatta was snatched by one;

Stuffed in my mouth,

So I could utter none.

Can you hear me scream?

'Cause I am screaming out louder,

And they ain't tired of their laughter.

They are laughing and commenting.

Commenting on my modesty.

Is my modesty, a matter if insult;

Or is it something to be praised?

Tearing my clothes;

Giving scratches all over my body.

They left me naked on the floor.

They came down on me;

One by one.

I cried; I screamed.

So, anyone could hear;

And save me from these.

But I am still asking,

Could you really hear me scream?

They didn't stop until I bleed.

I was drenched in red; and

They were still going in,

One by one.

They were not tired of this,

But I got numb;

Lying there and waiting;

Waiting for death to come.

Eventually,

I stopped screaming.

I understood the world; that

Nobody would ever save me;

Even if they hear me scream.