Oh, The Lies!

With tears she enters the world

As her first shriek unfurls

Nobody to groom her, strengthen her

Nobody to apprise

That these shrieks are all that her destiny comprise.

 

 

We live in a country

Where a woman’s biggest fear is assault

A million molestation cases a year

A million cries for respect

And all we hear is

“It’s her Fault!”

From inappropriate clothing to staying out late

The Biggest lie they tell us is that

She is guilty for ruining her fate!

 

 

An eight-year-old,

What was her foible?

That she was a Muslim?

That she was a girl?

In the rallies that succour the horrendous rapists’ guise

How soulless are those men and women

Who accuse, on the name of religion and politics, a child?

The biggest lie they tell us is that

The law is equal for all who perpetrate a crime.

 

 

Why isn’t there an uproar?

Are minds all blocked and hearts too sore?

Maybe it’s the losing faith in all they teach

The holy books they blindly preach

Forgiveness was it?

The Biggest lie they tell us it that

God is within everyone’s reach.

 

 

It was a temple.

The accused were in charge of the case

The accused held reins of the country

Where were the officers for safety who make a vow?

Where was ‘beti bachao’ ?

When a daughter of India was being abused in action,

It’s amusing how justice would probably be easier if it were a cow!

The Biggest lie they tell us is that

India is a PROGRESSIVE SECULAR nation.

 

 

Nirbhaya, Kathua, Unau

All are a constant reminder

Of the countless times women were tortured

And the countless times they were denied justice.

It could be you sister, your wife, your daughter, your girlfriend

Who could be dead today

But then again, it could be your brother, your friend, your son, your husband

Whose dead humanity killed them.

The biggest lie they tell us is that

These monsters are either imaginary, or far away or strangers.