Comments about Sarrah Murtaza
Oh! Lord...why did you make me a girl?
Even if you did, why did you make me so vulnerable?
Did you not once think of what harm could befall me?
Never once did you think that I could be a prey to some of the vultures.
My head spins at some of the horrific stories
As tears never cease to fall
And the heart pains for those beautiful girls
Who senselessly lost their lives.
Oh! Lord why didn't you save them from those lustful eyes
Who tore them and bit them apart
As blood oozed from every part
As one by one they shamelessly broke her apart
A woman ...