WERE YOU HERE LAST NIGHT ?

 

Veiled in innocence drenched in adversity

She stepped into this world with novelty

Driven under harsh conditions to bear

Lived a life with none to love and care

A childhood of downright abandon

Left to fend in a world mundane

Parents support all along missing

World so cruel “well-wishers” hissing

Owning only morsels of her dream

Which she held tight lest it seem

Slipping out of the life she had

Providence made living rather dim

A broken home and daily squabble

Comfort eluding escalating trouble

All hell broke loose endurance gone

Vulnerable as she is seemingly forlorn

Left behind a life of myriad despair

Bleak baffling days stand ahead of her

 

The Black Hole rapidly siphoned her in

Control destiny that to her was mean

The heart is unconquerable, the body gives in

An eventual triumph, after awful achin’

It’s a different world here she thus realize

A glance at the good life will not be wise

Darkness creeps in, their world lights up

Civilized men unmask to gobble them up

Submit themselves still unwilling though

Woman’s supreme asset they just let go

Heart bruised soul battered body does the job

Speechless as she is by the flocking mob

Shame and disgrace all grounded ashore

Only mission to earn a few rupees more

A family to support no time to savour

Ailing parents’ responsibility galore

Day in day out aimlessly toiling hard

Optimist someday to escape this yard

 

With a dream in her eyes, a hopeful soul

Sets out the rough road to meet her goal

Those men she generously laid her trust

Fake their real character in utter disgust

By day they claim to be rather too dear

They are the same who devour her there

Feeble shriek beneath the frail swathe

None lends an ear to their irate wrath

Rehabilitation efforts are just a facade

Nothing is real but a hollow charade

We as denizen what have we done

Ignore them with a shrug and go

Pity sympathy they seek certainly not

A little reverence a modest thought

She is just same as like you and me

A daughter and sister to some maybe

Busy as we are with our daily chores

Will never empathize the life of a whore.