Happy Independence Day
To the six year old whose clothes you tore,
For the toxic masculinity which you wore,
To her cries and screams.
Of her shattered dreams.
Happy Independence Day
To the girl whose body you sold
To the one whose naked pictures you scrolled.
For every cut she bleeds,
For the articles of rape which you everyday read.
Happy Independence Day
To the one whose face is disfigured now
To the one who can't see her beauty again
For the acid you threw on her face
To the one who lives in vain.
Happy Independence Day
To the daughter whom you killed in the womb
To the one who could not even witness the sunrise,
Well, happy Independence Day to her cries.
Happy Independence Day
To your dead wife whom you burned down
For the dowry you didn't receive,
For her soul which you chose to deceive.
Happy Independence Day
To the one who couldn't dare to walk on midnight .
Because , of the one who was raped and killed that night.
Happy Independence Day
To one's cries and another one's fright.
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I was waiting for Independence Day so to post this poem and here it is 🙈❤
I wrote this last week ❤
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