I am a daughter, your daughter, India’s daughter
But then? If I am your daughter…
WHY?
Did I go through immense torture?
Endless fear, suffocation and pain
In the end what did you gain???
I was alone, my friend was thrown and he was gone,
You were more and were so strong
What did I do wrong?
I thought life was bed of roses,
Full of love, affection and care.
BUT then
My views changed the day you made poses.
You tore me, cut me, shredded me into pieces,
I bled, cried, screamed, yelled till I was voiceless, motionless and nearly dead.
Nothing bothered you. You went on and on and on…
WHY?
I am a daughter, your daughter, India’s daughter
But then? If I am your daughter…
WHY? WHY? WHY?
Today I will rest in peace.
For you will know fear, suffocation and pain…
I wish all the daughters are safe and free
With no fear, pain and shame.
If you dare to do this again
I will rise and fight for what I deserve
And you will pay for what you deserve…