Justice

Her soul was pierced with a spear,

After a monster raped for his pleasure,

She wept copiously for months to years,

Her heart drowned in a ocean of tears.

Then she was the victim of the monster,

Now she is the victim of the society.

They had found a new topic for discussion,

Their neverending comments pushed her to depression.

The court sessions were totally useless,

It granted bail to the shameless,

The lawyers tried to prove they were no less

Answering them had become pointless.

The little hope within her had died,

"Why? " she sighed,

She wrote a letter and signed

That night was the last she respired.

Then came activist groups with candle marches,

With "We want justice" placards and phrases,

The wax melted but not her grief,

All attempts felt empty as a flyleaf.

Several years after she was gone,

Judgements and conclusions were drawn,

The monster was decided to be hanged,

But juctice delayed is justice denied.