When I first saw her…..
Oh! She lay nude! On the hilly rocks,
Where hyenas feed and jackals roam.
She knew no game of name or fame.
Her body lay crooked, legs pulled apart,
a tree stood in between to hide her shame.
Her lovely feet eaten by hounds,
and shapely arms stretched along.
her black long hair partly hidden
behind a flowing sari screen.
A trendy bag lay, beside a bottle of
uncorked delight, Many eyes gazed,
at this pathetic sight.
While a woman’s beauty,
scorched under the bright sunlight.
The rotting body fumed
and emitted a smell unknown,
The visiting mouths spat and puked
at the horror of the scene.
Maggots feasted on her
hollow shanks and private zones.
Used and left by beastly men
who loved her once to her known.
The corpse lay rotting,
until the corps did come,
Burnt the tree and her
alas! up she went in flames.
She haunts my memory,
Every now and then.
A pathetic sight it was
she died thus under the sun.
Causes Sumathi Mohan Supports
Child education, eradication of child labour and child marriages, promotion of education in slum areas. free thinking. MV Foundation, Hyderabad. CRY.