Wrecking ball wrecked it all
A stony hard hit the heart
Many pieces, many bits
Scattered, strewed and apart
She bleeds through all her breaches
Say it be soul,
Say it be her form,
Yelling to be saved,
Yelling to escape,
From the world so brown and
Where humanity has no grounds
Stop! Please don’t... She begs!
Acrid manly laughters is what is absorbs,
Was it slaughter ? Was it murder?
Was it some kind of societal blunder?
She questions God...
Expecting her Krishna
To come to her Guard
Nothing happened, no one breezed in
Twenty first century is she livin'
Only the hounding silent wind blew
No body deemed to be by her side
The “Never in hell !” did bygone .
Weak, pale and exhausted,
She stretched up,
Draped what had just made her tarnished,
The wounds she wore
To her disdain.
Inviolable she became,
Within the hours of darkness
From lady to NO-ONE she attained,
A faulty shadow was what she believed to have.
Then,
Just a day a little brighter
She stood up on the cold concrete floor
As tall as she was,
As beautiful as she has been,
As pure as one could be,
Hale, hearty and strong,
She is nothing less of this.
Just the normal girl
Just undergone a hard rehabilitation,
From a drug said spelled as SOCIETY
Strange, illogical but mighty!