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The predestination of a girl

                   "  A question to all"



The flickering lights of the street did tremble                 her steps

Last night's nightmares were all flashing in                her mind

She quickened steps hearing the stranger's              voice at 11'o clock that night

She was confident,bold yet helpless

One of them grabbed her phone ,the other
       pulled her ruthlessly 

The trees aside witnessed another such act

The misogyny ,the pain was even being felt
              by the streets 

The nature's hospitality went all in vain 

       The girl was rapped gruesomely 

The society accused her ironically for this act

Such creatures who did this offence were called homosapiens  ,Right !!

They were approved by our society from any kind of punishment 

After all it was their sole proof of manliness 

But the question is

           "Whose fault is it ?"

The pestilent creatures I mean the rapper's 
                                OR
The society which didn't support her unless she died

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