A Prayer Against Rape

A Prayer Against Rape short poem

A Prayer Against Rape short poemUploaded by Anand John

God, how long will you tolerate this world?
The man is turning out to be an Ape.
Falling prey to his lustful desires & utter selfishness,
Everyday some girl is becoming victim of rape.

How a man can go to such an extent,
Committing sin against humanity.
Not knowing, it won’t just hurt her body,
But will also bring her soul into calamity.

I see them crying,
They have nothing left to claim.
Trying to hide from everybody,
Where can they carry their shame?

Her mother cannot comfort her,
Father has joined her mourn.
Thinking of lifelong regret she says,
God, why in the world, was I born.

Though their suffering knows no bounds,
And the dear ones have misunderstood.
Only you God, can comfort them in a way,
Like no one ever could.

Law & order doesn’t seem to help them,
Everyone is busy in carrying their own grudge.
God we look to you we trust you,
Fornicators & adulterous you will judge.

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