Unwillingly ushered into a house, I tread, A young lady weeping, her head kept low, eyes burning red, Frozen in anguish, anger's fire within, A man with a weapon, silenced, stuck by public din. Shocking news for the public, but to them, their life's fold, Pity for our society, where such horrors persist, Girls brutally raped, repeatedly, amidst an unforgiving mist. But change is stirring, parents are evolving, Yet, sorrow still grips, making it hard to keep revolving, Feeling bad to live in this world's strife, For being a girl, it feels better to end life. Yet hope lingers, as we seek justice to prevail, Fate may shape our future, but united, we will sail, Not just strangers' sight, I am known to my own, In the face of adversity, my strength will be shown. Let not our resolve falter, in battles we'll be caught, In this world of darkness, miles to go before we're sought, As Robert Frost once said, even the tender suffer woe, Our nation intoxicated, forgetting ho...