The Act - Oliver Lyngdoh
Walking in five inch heels,
In those long red boots she loved,
Matching them with her short red dress;
In black printed stockings,
And her hair on fleek!
Her first night out with the girls!
"She deserved it!"
A night out that is,
Her first paycheck, after years of struggle.
A couple of drinks,
Followed by some dance and song,
Nothing wrong with that. (Nothing at all)
Who would have thought it would lead to madness?
"She deserved it", all quarters yelled,
"With what she wore! "
But the question to ask-
"Is dressing a certain way a crime?"
(Among so many other accusations against her)
When what to be pondered
Is a mentality that can't be diagnosed!
For a cab ride with no destination ,
Ended with a soul lost forever,
Just for a show of momentarily power.
All for an "act"-
A word deemed so degrading
To even speak about in this society of ours;
Yet printed out in newspapers everyday.