“I don't want to die”—
your agonising last words.
You fought for justice,
then fought for life,
but no victory was in sight.
A hapless daughter,
you lost your battle.
No deterrence,
no fear of retribution—
the unbridled lechers
without any remorse are on the prowl
for the next catch:
another daughter to be violated;
her innocent life to be snuffed out.
How long will it go on!
Where are those brothers
who, beyond raising slogans,
joining candle light march,
will rise to save their helpless sisters
from the clutches of the animals
in deceptive human form?
A.K. Das