Poetry: why they raped her ???

//Why they raped her?//

They took another straight shot of whiskey,
The cigarettes were still burning,
As they awefully started to move towards her face,
her heart began to race.

Her black mascara tears fall onto her cheeks,
Her body was numb and meek,
They were scratching her breast,
Ugly purpled bruises formed on her chest.

Not one of two but a gang,
Their cold eyes just watched with a bang,
She fought hard and cried but, but
They crushed her soul over and over.

They were too strong and heavy,
She couldn’t get them off top,
She kept screaming to stop,
they kept thrusting deeper inside, one by one.

the world slowly went dark,
from the fighting in pain and blood at stark,
Her body was beyond broken,
Her mind completely shattered.

A bitter betrayal with a price,
For which she was an expensive cost,
Humanity got contrite as everytime,
Another daughter go through this phase,
And then there is simply another question raise
What was her fault?

Most of them say-
Partly her clothes,partly the places she visits,
Partly her company with which she felt symphony,

But it seems-
Partly their covet toxic desires,
Partly their malefic masculinity
And wholly the posit, the psyche
Of “she being chattel of a man”

were some of the causes of
why they raped her?

Astha Srivastava ♥️

🌼Don’t pluck 🌼she wants to blossom🌼