Raped, bleeding, left to die
I lay on the busy street
My soul in between heaven and earth
Paralysed from head to feet.
I saw a kind passerby
I groaned for help slowly
On seeing my plight he took a flight
I was a police case you see.
Then more and more onlookers came
Pitying me my plight
And reasons arose as to why I was raped
Perhaps I'd dressed not right.
Then finally a Samaritan came
Enquiring my whereabouts to assist
He lifted my head and gave me a sip
I was too exhausted to resist.
My body ached in million ways
But now I was all numb
The blood drained out from myriad
paths
A living corpse I'd become.
He gathered some more people
Who placed me in a van, distraught
Within me, I somehow knew
My life on earth was short.
I told my soul to leave not yet
My mission till dispense
Ere they came the policemen
For statement and evidence.
Barely responsive, holding on
I told them how they looked
The police sketched and then began
A search to get them booked.
The news now spread like wildfire
My brethren shaken to core
They banded in mutual outrage
Showing solidarity galore.
The perpetrators promptly nabbed
I made my dying request
That justice be on fast track mode
To judge them before inquest.
All violence on the vulnerable class
Must once and for all end
The judges passed the strictest law
'THE CULPRITS TO THE MOB SEND'.