Another bud torn asunder
How many more I just wonder
Is there no end to man's hunger?
When will he learn to control lust and anger?
What does he gain from such blunder?
No remorse or grief after innocence, plunder
Baby girls, the most vulnerable of species Who will save them from this vile, societal disease?
Alone she lay torn and bleeding
Can we not see where this is leading?
It is but obvious that Doomsday is near When man is turning into beast and attacking without fear
Till we rise in one voice and register our protest
Scores of little buds will wither while we relax at home taking much needed rest
Is this the future we seek for our kids?
Let us act today before tomorrow goes amiss.
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