No to rape, slavery and child illiteracy: Bitter truth
There are tastes not so sweet
Lukewarm appalling, something to spit out
There are things I choose not to eat
Or swallow or linger on it
People I will rather not touch
It scares me to stupor
Like a violent turned end Sars!
I would rather not speak,
Speak out about rape
Or killing of sucklings
These spoken intentions are heavy for my rested neck
It is a room I prefer to stay away from
Like a dark cloud without rain, so is the reality of violence against girl
And banditry for the powerful few but the majority
This is their sad song released by vultures
It proclaims weapon called malnutrition
Pregnancy a doom for a typical poor northern woman
Children victims of every evil
They are paraded like merchandise in the market
Don’t make me talk, please let me not
I would rather not talk about
The women that beat men
The men that beat women
I would rather, not speak about
The Injustice against women
It is easier not to
Yes not to scream out, stop!
If I so do, I might not know how to stop
There is an ocean of fight in me
Wait!
If I said stop, predator may pick craze come kill my tongue
Because I carry my mouth talk say
Women too get right
Do I dare though to say?
Stop now!
Stop these wicked trade of sex across boarders
Stop!
End the modern slave trade of the weak
Stop!
Raping , raping mother’s, sons and daughters
Stop!
I say end the Injustice
Open your ears to the wailing of children defiled by terrorist
Open your eyes catch and do not release the corrupt
I say stop for mother’s sake
I would rather not speak
It betrays my calm disposition
And may be you might see, what almost every girl can’t speak