On life’s shore
Echoes eerie silence,
Concealed in pain
Bleeds the trusted innocent.
Her scattered screams
Are muffled by demonic deed.
Once again she is violated and abandoned .
Once again mankind has lost its face.
Will ever there be respite
From diabolic Demons?
Will we merely protest
And again go back and rest?
By Binita Jha
Echoes eerie silence,
Concealed in pain
Bleeds the trusted innocent.
Her scattered screams
Are muffled by demonic deed.
Once again she is violated and abandoned .
Once again mankind has lost its face.
Will ever there be respite
From diabolic Demons?
Will we merely protest
And again go back and rest?
By Binita Jha
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