Black holi

What happens behind those majestic colours?

As the amalgam of colours filled the air,
There arose a black intention Of a inhumane being, Of making the holi,a colourless one.
The footsteps approached the girl, Who was being flawless at dancing.
The inhumane being put colours in her cheeks, Giving it a name of fun.

The girl being touched sensed something wrong, And pushed the boy with all her might,
There arose another funny intention and,
He grabbed her by the waist as the music began
. The music helped the people ignore, As they always do, But then that one thing happened,
Which should always happen.

The boy got a slap and let loosen his grip,
Her voice went up, And the other's head hung down with shame,
And the girl increased humanity's fame.

It's quite eccentric to see today's world,
Where making love is more shameful than harrasing,
Where people are ready to gossip about the latest news,
But mind their own business when a girl is raped.

So let your voice be loud,
To all those who have fun having a black holi,
Holi is meant for love and unity, Show it when it's the right time. #Voice up.