Rape and justice
One night, I walked down the street,
With my trembling and paining feet.
There was neither a sign of glowing light,
Nor a person at the sight.
Those were the moments of dark,
I was tired, without having a power to hark.
Then came a gang that began to surround,
I was terrified and looked around.
Are they robbers? I got a doubt,
And my mouth gave a shout.
On my shaped body, they fell,
As if it was a toy of hell.
"Help, Help" I began to scream,
But help was only a dream.
My belongings were stripped,
My clothes were ripped.
I shouted and groaned in pain,
But my efforts went in vain.
They made use of me, one by one,
They thought it was for fun.
Like a mosquito I was swattered,
My dreams were shattered.
I was lying on the ground, being lame,
But for them, it wasn't a shame.
To the hospital, I was rushed,
While my blood flushed.
I was given an advanced treatment,
Fully funded by the government.
The news spread like wild fire,
The shout for their punishment, went higher.
There was a demand for justice,
"We will give it very soon", the government promised.
At last, the culprits were hanged,
Their powers were banged.
Finally, I was able to walk in the street,
This time with my brave and confident feet.
Reon Sylvester D Cunha
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