Wails of agony, amidst the rushing gale,
Shocked my very soul, tormented and frail.
Demons born from my womb defiling my daughter,
My own, dragged, ravaged and burnt up in slaughter.
Peeling up my daughter clothes like bird’s feather,
Crying in pain and agony are my own daughter,
Lust overtook these men wo brutally clawed her.
This is disgraceful and haunting as dark horror.
Humanity has lost to these child of evil,
Thinking of society is older than medieval
Justifying the doings which is very illegal
The mentality of people are highly cynical.