A girl who is barely of the age of seven Had to face this **** Tortured marks on her face And her crushed tongue Proves an inhuman nature of those ****** people
Let the god gives peace to her soul And at least an order of shame to that kidnaper, ******, murderer, and what not... For the harassment of a lovely daughter
In this age.. In this age.. When she doesn't even know what a ****** stands for She struggled her last days in his bare hands, demanding mercy for her own self
Humanity cried, the day when she got ***** and killed
Where are the local lawmakers? Who doesn't even know what their own law sense for them. Where are the Police Force? Are they still chilling in their apartments And waiting for an order to execute their plan Did everyone fall asleep when this little girl got dumped into the garbage pile.
This was the end Of Zanaib's Story Which started with Unknown cases and End with a Candle march glory..
I wrote this poem on 12th of January but couldn't post it. And very sorry for the late post