It’s Not Her Fault
Caught between the cruel hands,
she was a helpless prey to their merciless brutality.
With the scratches all over her body,
suffered a devastating pain, being helped by nobody.
Deemed as a sinful being, owing to their ill mentality.
Scars and abrasions were her reality.
No one stepped forth to help her.
Left to suffer alone, she lay in agonizing pain.
Bleeding profusely, crying over her fate.
Her genitals mutilated, and her body cruelly violated.
And they say, “It’s her fault,” really?
Can’t they even imagine her situation barely?
She’s not pure, leave her alone.
debarred from society, spoken with a harsh tone.
Who cared if she died?
“It’s not my fault,” her inner soul cried.