With a faith so cruel to be endured, Cries so silent in the hurdles to be heard, The screams enchanting God's mercy, A minor struggling to survive with a lot of difficulty. She never thought, there's monster within every man, Her cries louder, ceased by a devil's merciless hands, The pain so hard, bleeding eyes craved death, Those sinfull touches made her lips slutter. She was struggling with her life, although she was just a minor, Her echoes stopped, with no hopes but eyes still watery, A wavering need of more pleasure went down the spine of monsters, The only piece of cloth left, was torn away, her terror on it's peak. After few hours, the police found her body, Her parents, a picture of shock and distress, the anguish to devour those monsters was high, But faith had decided its own destinations, Those illegitimate monsters, still moving with a face of man. Noone took action for her rape and murder, Her parents moving but dead inside, the one raped was their only child. Terror ignited in every single girl, with rights obligated by society's cruel nature, In the end, what prevails is only a man's deadly pleasure. ~Garima