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You know its a nursery rhyme,
when it reads pitter patter rain drops.
Little did you know, its a suicide rhyme, when she says pitter patter blood drops...

Blood flowed around
As she killed herself
Ignoring the salty tears
And painful gasps.
Because, she was fed up of the,
Dehumanization and isolation!

All she did was, speak out,
About the harrasments,
She was put through.
Thereafter, followed the infamous
And constant gaslightings...

Did I speak the truth?
She questioned herself.
But why wouldn't anyone believe me? She pondered.
Maybe I lied as they said? Her very own sanity had started betraying her.

Was it actually my fault? She thought.
Yes, maybe it was.
I thought I was covered enough?
Was it worth being a survivor in a world, where I am considered a liar?
Questions kept on piling to which the answers were never found!

Oh! You must be wondering about her harasser?
He is just so free, so tactfully saved by the society.

Sometimes its too late.
But maybe, if atleast one was supportive to her,
She wouldn't have ended her life!
The world wouldn't have lost a brave survivor!

~ Aqilah

[♢]

*I was inspired to write this to extend my support to the worldwide acknowledged #MeToo Movement.
It doesn't matter, if you are a girl or boy, harrasment will always be harrasment, so Stand up for yourself!

It doesn't matter, if you are a girl or boy, harrasment will always be harrasment, so Stand up for yourself!

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DAY 17
OCTOBER POETRY CAMP

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