Standing silently beneath the bottomless sky.
To see the darkness, we open our salt washed eye!
The bubbling streams vanish from green visions
Can the screaming voice impact on earless ears?
They wrap our soundless shades of scattered tune
They know pouring showers of laws to send us in ruin
We, ladies, what are we? living cadger of cadavers?
To them, we are marketing ITEMS of advertisements!
In trains, on roads and now in home, you couldn't be safe!
Laws in files. we, the surrendered civilians, for scrafe!
Blind bodies! Dying for the blinding sight of a waif!
(Rape has now become a fashion to dehumanize ladies and kids. 2018 NOBEL PRIZE reminds us of the pathetic plight of ladies around the world. It is an attempt of rhymed poem)
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