By this age, she was yet not even properly shaped
And in this country, nothing else but she was raped.
Can anybody tell, what was her mistake?
Why was she raped, murdered and thrown in a lake?
Her brother got the shoes last month and this was her turn,
Her father never knew that today she won't return.
She went to buy medicines for her mother, who was sick
Shame on you man! And shame on your dick!
Now, who will tie Rakhi on her little brother's hand?
And who will be his partner for playing clay and sand?
A five year old growing bud, why was she killed?
Tell me Mr. Rapist, has your desire fulfilled?
Poor little one didn't know why you were taking her away,
So innocent, how could she think you were making her your prey?
Before her father could know the direction of her scorn,
She stopped her cry as her body was already torn.
How could that poor one run, you tightly held her feet and tied her wrist
Without caring for her life, you satisfied your thrist.
It was her birthday the very next day,
Why would it bother you Mr. Rapist, needless to say.
Candle March, anger on social media, Can this return their child?
You are not a human being but an animal of wild.
Moreover you will be jailed and will roam freely again,
So all the anger and cries, Will they go in vain?
Your only son will grow up and you will teach him the same,
And again, her clothes, religion and age, you will blame.
If god will wish you will have a kid again,
This time a daughter and then you will know the pain.