I may say a thousand things like I am ashamed,
I feel bad ,
I feel sad ,
I feel mad !
But deep down I know these have merely turned into rheoterics.
Everyday I hear a new case
I see ‘disgust’ take a new face !
My poem will not bring her and a thousand other ‘hers’ back
Neither will your tweets,
Or a front page headline..
Empty promises and stone hearts ,
The same ones from the past !
Humanity staring at us … aghast ,
But I still write with the hope that
Someday it will melt a heart ,
Heal a soul so teared apart .
Today I may be fine ,
Writing this poem from my room
But am I Just waiting for my doom?
#No words #Rape