She walks in the night
Looking around with fright 

Praying within her mind
Wising she'd see someone kind

Her heart beats fast
The night becomes vast

But why does she fear
Is it the tiger, lion or the bear

Or is it something worse
It is bad men of course

When she sees a drunken guy
She fears it time for her goodbye

But why fear men
To her it's worse than a hungry lion's den

Of course, not all are like that
But what if he is that

When he keeps his hand on her shoulder
She can't be any bolder

Pushing his hand she run
But he chases her for fun

She tries to save herself
Yelling 'help, help!'

What happens then, I'm no going to tell
But a guy who does this, will go to hell

She's not a doll for you to play
Or is you're brain made up of clay

Don't destroy a life for your happiness
Instead save her, you'll be blessed

Think, when you get that feeling too
Because she has a life too

Weather you are drunk or not
Help her, no matter what

~Kanish Ravikumar