In honour of women

In honour of women Her death and brutal passed with inexplicable, But usual acceptance. This typifies the times we live in, no shock, Outcry or sense of shame expressed. The heartless, cold bloodedness And ease in which her life was brought to a cruel end. This act of brutality cuts mercy to the bone. A mother who with knowledge of her son taking delight in such acts And still remains unmoved and silent Can only be living with a dead conscience And devoid of the maternal instinct mothers are naturally blessed with. A father aware of his son’s capabilities Of the worst form of invasion visited on a woman, And turns a deaf ear and a blind eye is no more than a dead man walking But what can be said about us? Waking up to such beastly acts by wayward sons within their ranks And still remain unconcerned, with no ounce of morality. People centred in a constitution deemed to be worlds best, Should show a fighting chance for each and every one of its citizens, be they ordinary or extraordinary women. Hail; to all the women of the world