The
Price of Rape
Those
monsters dragged her in that field,
because
she caught their eye
and
to them, her lower caste meant
she
has no right to her modesty.
They
left her for a slow death,
after
the rape and mutilation.
Then
came the vultures in power,
they
burnt her body,
and
tried to buy the silence,
of
the father and the family.
She
was denied the justice in life,
and
dignity in death.
I
wonder which was the greater crime.
The
Rape.
Or
the price,
They
put on it.
Siddharth Sehgal
Siddharth Sehgal is a poet, writer and editor in chief of Indian Periodical
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important work to defend the innocent. my prayers and support.
ReplyDeletehard to read simply due to the fact that is hard to believe this sort of animalistic behavior exists. You do your culture justice by revealing its existence.
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