And She Died At Last Poem by Babatunde Aremu

And She Died At Last



She is beautiful like Cleopatra
Excellent like the queen of Sheba
She exudes hope
She is promising
Highly exemplary to colleagues
A pride to the parents
A succour to many
A hardworking, focus, conscientious,
Morally upright lady
She is ever humble
She never fumble
Each step taken
Is towards greatness.

But alas! she is no more
She vanishes into thin air
Not through sickness, suicide,
Poison, bullet nor accident
But through the hands of gangsters
Who molested and mangled her
She was violated
The evil that befell her
Is evil on womanhood
It is evil on mankind

Her death is not in vain
She paid the supreme sacrifice
To put a stop to women violation
Rest in peace, sister
Rest in peace, great woman
May the world stand on your side for ever

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Dedicated to the Indian Medical student who was raped to death and othe victims world wide
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kharon March 31 July 2013

Beautiful depiction of how she was before I enjoyed the comparison :)

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Neela Nath Das 05 January 2013

Nice write! Thanks for sharing.

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