PANTING NIGHT STORY-2A Poem by SaddamA tribute to Delhi gangrape victim BRAVE GIRL of our district NIRBHYA.
Suddenly, i shook my head and decide-"go
away" Though her eyes were on me for help I fastened me and say-"no way" Gave all my vitality to through away myself. Poor girl, next day, found dead Every world was stand for her Except me, i extremely shamed on my dread Brave daughter of country, fight much with guilter. For her justice, every one was gathered But i was front of tv I was not get yet justice with my coward I was crying, what i done in really. Everytime when mob cry for justice, i saw her pale face When people fight, i remember her curveness Still i can hear her sob, made shameful for human race All my life, had not do anything, tease me for my painlessness. One day I heard the BABA- " the girl is guilty too" Because there is no clap without two hands I evoked, suddenly girl came front of me- She was saying-" Is this my people, Is this my land? My people, who not supported a true but blame My land, where they burnt me but not accept Is it a barren country, where responce not came But GOD, how much can i expect. © 2013 SaddamReviews
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