Treasure Island

Dr. Yogesh Sharma

(1-7-1959 / india)

Why Me Only?


Rape here and rape there, rape is every where.
And country is become a big Mogul Harem, my fear;
Rape in the village, rape in the town:
Rape in sari, rape in gown:
India, secular, socialist and democratic:
But of late has become a rape republic.

Rape on an infant, rape on an old:
Rape of a student, rape of a tourist, told:
Rape by a friend, rape by an enemy:
Rape by majority, rape by minority;
Rape by the rich, rape by a poor ward:
Rape by forward, rape by backward.

A paid rape and a free rape,
A group rape and a compulsive rape,
All are socialist and secular,
In this perversion, hateful;
Daily it is breaking news,
Still there is no emotion to view.

I had survived, from among the dying,
The rapists reached to rape me, trying;
In my mother's wombs, unborn, I was a fetus;
No safe corners hide to shun the pain, tedious;
As I got a shape of a beautiful moor,
The dark sheep are there to maul my contour.

'This single act ends my own life, ' is one,
Where all the pains reside;
Crushed by the mis-fortune of some deadly sin-
Can't be washed by greatest win.
I lifted but hated my self here,
'There's no solace any where! '

"It is a dark spot, where all light spent,
All darkness! " cried I, Intent;
It hit me hard to graceless mutiny,
I was hideous, hopeless without scrutiny;
I sat, where night never ends;
Heaven's radiant show never lends.

Submitted: Saturday, July 09, 2011
Edited: Monday, April 30, 2012

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  • Dr. Yogesh Sharma (4/30/2012 9:18:00 PM)

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    Why Me Only?

    Rape here and rape there, rape is every where.
    And country is become a big Mogul Harem, my fear;
    Rape in the village, rape in the town:
    Rape in sari, rape in gown:
    India, secular, socialist and democratic:
    But of late has become a rape republic.

    Rape on an infant, rape on an old:
    Rape of a student, rape of a tourist, told:
    Rape by a friend, rape by an enemy:
    Rape by majority, rape by minority;
    Rape by the rich, rape by a poor ward:
    Rape by forward, rape by backward.

    A paid rape and a free rape,
    A group rape and a compulsive rape,
    All are socialist and secular,
    In this perversion, hateful;
    Daily it is breaking news,
    Still there is no emotion to view.

    I had survived, from among the dying,
    The rapists reached to rape me, trying;
    In my mother's wombs, unborn, I was a fetus;
    No safe corners hide to shun the pain, tedious;
    As I got a shape of a beautiful moor,
    The dark sheep are there to mall my contour.

    'This single act ends my own life, ' is one,
    Where all the pains reside;
    Crushed by the mis-fortune of some deadly sin-
    Can’t be washed by greatest win.
    I lifted but hated my self here,
    'There’s no solace any where! '

    “It is a dark spot, where all light spent,
    All darkness! ” cried I, Intent;
    It hit me hard to graceless mutiny,
    I was hideous, hopeless without scrutiny;
    I sat, where night never ends;
    Heaven’s radiant show never lends.
    Dr. Yogesh Sharma (Report) Reply

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