What was her fault?
That she was a girl?
That she went out at night?
Or that she trusted you people?
How can someone be so inhuman?
So heartless and primal.
Don't you have some shame left in you?
Or did you sell it too?
Don't you have mother or a sister?
Then how can you be so sinister?
Before doing that did you think of your mother,
Who gave birth to you with so much bother?
Because of you no girl is safe on roads at night,
They don't go outside because of your fright.
What do you get by doing this monstrous thing?
Does it really satisfy your inner being?
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