She is in her prime ...she is devastated ...she lay there in the cold of night shiverring an sobbing ....she has been defiled time and again by the cruel hands of men..she was holding on to what seemed to be a loincloth...
she recalls the good days when she was taken in high esteem....when men treated her as though she were a queen.
Then they where to answer to the master of men...Death took them in his cold hands
and they were succeded by men who seem to feign the appearance of their predicessors....
They defiled her....they continually used her for their pleasure..now she is broken beyond redemption....
We d present generation are confused.
What do we do..
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Troubled minds
Short StoryA journy into the complex whirlpool of thoughts,hope,dreams,imaginations and aspirations
