Poetry and Short Stories


Why should I cover my face
Why should I be called after my birthplace
Why should I retreat to a shell? ?

If my rapists can move around
If my attackers are free
Why should I be deprived of a normal life

I request you media
Don’t blur my face
Don’t hide my identity
I’m not a mere rape victim
I’m an individual
I’m a girl
I have a name
A family

Some worms crept through my body
I applied wormicides
As simple as that
Then what’s the friggin fuss about

Don’t hang them; Don’t give them life sentence
Prison is a haven for them
Penectomize them and leave them free
Let them have the libido but nothing to quench it
Let them feel the pain there without the pleasure

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