RAPED
Think of a girl who was raped in morning
Even before she had dreamt of singing
‘Had a pretty face and her own likings
‘Till she crashed with a violent lightning,
Can one ever end her longings?
Feel for her who was raped in morning…
Think of the one who did this to her
Can he for anyone ever shed a tear?
I hope, my words, Hell can hear
Such a heinous crime is too much to bear
Prove to me God that you still care….
Tell me please the end isn’t near….
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