Tattered and shattered on the road,

Lay the poor little girl, helpless,

Having fun and pleasure, they rode,

Ripping the innocent soul, merciless.

Many a blame, they had to hear,

Many a shame, they had to face,

Not a single peep, shed a tear,

All that was left, was only false disgrace.

As nature's fury was unleashed,

With the birth of the baby in the nation,

To seek revenge and to reap justice,

It was the time for the tortured soul's reincarnation.

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(06.02.17)