Inspired by the recent 'Rape of BadauN women' in UP India, who were raped, strangled and hung from the tree! An act, which even UN Secretory general Banki Moon was forced to take notice of and which was deplored by him as gross and heinous violation
Your Sin-My Misery, My Guilt, My ShameYour sin is "hanging from the tree..."
Neck in noose, legs hanging lose,
That you tore apart the night before...!
My crime "Not screaming out loud..."
Bearing the pain, the humiliation
by you, congregating in a crowd-
Fiends laughing, mocking,
Eating my flesh, raw, with relish, with guffaw...
My guilt "not able to say: No! Clear and loud..."
My misery, too scared, too taken aback,
Too ashamed, of societal "Shame!"
I would rather be "disembowelled", then
But, time has come, to cut the chains,
To free my self of shackles of 'shame',
Of slavery, in my sex ingrained...
To soar high, and the skies claim!
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Copyright © Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP) India
Photo-"Clouds of Gloom" by and © Zoya Zaidi
Inspired by the recent 'Rape of BadauN women' in UP India
On 24th May 2014, two teenaged minor girls were gang raped, strangled and hung from a tree in Katra Village, BadauN district of UP, India (two of the six rapists were police men). This was one of the most gruesome of series of crimes against women in recent history of India, in fact series of 'Gang-Rapes' in India.
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2014-08-31 at 16:08
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