You fought, Nirbhaya.
For yourself, for us all.
They call you “the fearless one”
as you so well deserve.
Your relentless struggle
was not in vain, not for nothing.
All the screams you mustered
and the tears you let fall
found their way to the hearts
of millions, of women everywhere.
You held on, as hard as you could,
never giving up. The angels must have held you
on their laps, to comfort you
as you lay in pain, brutal pain.
You were divine through it all,
sanctified by your courage.
Alas! You had to be freed of the pain
with a last breath that sought an unity
of millions of souls, of women everywhere.
Thank you, Nirbhaya, for your fight.
PS: For the girl who was ruthlessly gang raped by a group of young men in a bus in Delhi. I have called her Nirbhaya here, using the name the media calls her by.
For yourself, for us all.
They call you “the fearless one”
as you so well deserve.
Your relentless struggle
was not in vain, not for nothing.
All the screams you mustered
and the tears you let fall
found their way to the hearts
of millions, of women everywhere.
You held on, as hard as you could,
never giving up. The angels must have held you
on their laps, to comfort you
as you lay in pain, brutal pain.
You were divine through it all,
sanctified by your courage.
Alas! You had to be freed of the pain
with a last breath that sought an unity
of millions of souls, of women everywhere.
Thank you, Nirbhaya, for your fight.
PS: For the girl who was ruthlessly gang raped by a group of young men in a bus in Delhi. I have called her Nirbhaya here, using the name the media calls her by.
