Scavengers roam free,

Smiling at the victims,

Brutally harassing, looking

Into their eyes, the nights are 

No longer captivating, onlookers

Are the silent assassins.

How long will perpetrators run free? 

How long our daughters cry in silence? 

How long the monsters enjoy

The benefit with the powerful lobbies?

We are tired of fighting against

The monsters, but we will fight till

Our last breathe...

By Orbindu Ganga