She won't trust

Justice and compassion has become superficial,

Unfortunate she is because something happens to her so unideal.

Spectacles judge her and put her off with blame,

The tragedy is, the one at fault is bailed and he continues to do the same.

In the North, a little girl is seen yelling in pain, 

Cries of scare are loud but only under that arm of strain.

Eluding, they bury her alive under the sand of her fate,

In all, her only fault was that she went too far and without a mate. 

South had lost a professional too,

Evincing fake niceness, a few preplanned "masters" had come to her rescue.

Xenophobe, she was, but took their help, as the sky was turning dark,

Parking on the allowed streets was her only sin, for which, the journey to heaven she embarked.

East, plays more such stories every day,

Counting those cases, just a few are exposed, and many under the power do lay,

The error of her was going to the field alone collecting grains,

Eventually, betrayed by known ones, following the same pattern, she died out of pain.

Daily, lost cases are filed in the west too,

Fact is, that many die and alive girls found are just a few.

Oldies are tortured, mid-aged women too suffer this,

Ruining her self esteem, exploitation is done just for the fun of his?

#She alone on the street is not a chance for you to slay,

Heaven not, but at least don't create a hell in which she would have to stay.

Each day she dies out of fear of her right to freedom,

Rather than that, she fears those blames imposed on her, by people with fake wisdom.

Safe, she feels, she is at home, 

And then she is betrayed by her own.

Finally, she cannot go anywhere, neither go out nor stay inside,

Except for heaven, is anywhere she can go she thinks and kills herself to hide.

"Times have changed, but he hasn't" and she roars,

"You have no right to call me fearful, for I won't trust anyone anymore!"

This is why. JUSTICE IS EXPECTED FOR #HER SAFETY!!!

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