Why Always Girls?

As she laid there, filthy, 

Naked on the main road. 

Waiting for the hoad, 

Early in the dawn. 

The body was still her, but the soul disowned. 

All her tries were in vain, 

Ending in so much of pain.

She was called a slut,

But she kept shut. 

For the mistake she never did. 

While his felony was somewhere hid. 

The cries, her agony was long lost,

She became lifeless corpse of frost. 

Tried thousand of times to get out,

But the hell was long atout.

He was not only, her rapist

But also a murderer of her dreams. 

To make the things fall in place,

Her family endeavored to get his trace. 

To marry her, his rape victim, 

Was like a feast for the beast.

And things really changed,

When the so called rape happened again

But now with the tagline of marital claim. 

Again, her life came to a halt, 

When he left her without her single fault. 

At last, she took her final breath. 

That day, she died her second yet ultimate death.

Finally she won over her life,

When her hand came in contact with the knife. 

She was gone, in the storm hurl.

With a question, "Why always girls?"