Heinous Crime Rape - Poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
No crime is so heinous than rape
when caught in public then term it grape
What sort of society we plan to shape?
Can all these crimes be noted on tape?
So lovely and honorable name is called father
Holier than holy and still not bother
Is he not symbol of society or moral feather?
Can he be not termed as shame or blot either?
The father is termed as affectionate and jolly
Unique place in universe and so holy,
No words can fill the gap as he stands
World’s onslaught and hardship he withstands
He stands as rock and never feel shy,
No question to his positions and also why?
Birds or kids are safe when play or fly
why then word father look so deem and dry?
Word has shifted position with passage
Clear and horrifying tales are only message
Daughter to be subjected for his usage
History may not pardon when printed on page,
What are south, north or east and west?
Site the examples of worst as best
can he be worst enemy and called rapist?
Still we hold him holy and clearly insist
Why to resist and blame him alone?
Submit to his lust still find fault none
It may amount to torture and killing of soul
Still we are helpless………………
We may hang the person and punish
Matter does not rest or end with finish
Lots of hate, hue and cry when it publishes,
Nothing is more condemnable when guilt establishes,
Hold him guilty and bring to the book
Never to let him go and slip out of hook
Stringent action with exemplary punishment
Nothing is to be tolerated against establishment
No death or words a may alter
All said and done may go in drain and water
Question to be asked to self and answer to GOD
Sometimes you may find with no or nod
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