"Poetry can't lie",I knew this;
Girls crying,fighting,broken
Peolpe genesided
They were in danger,in dilemma,they had no solid identity,
They were just blamed
I don't know why?
Can I ask for a piece of justice?
Girls were stolen for fraud,
Mentally were abused
That feeling numb is being wided in crowd

Justice,
A solution
Was presumably faded
But hoped
We all in yatcht,looking for a desert,
Shall I ask for one thing?
Breathing the fog of crimes,
Is there any motive left to live?
Girls,of course have their voices
Truth
The truth is saviour
Is not adequate
To burn out the fake fire!