Burning eyes, sore body
Blistered lips and bleeding cuts.
Agonising screams and pleading,
Eyes asking for mercy.

An innocence ruined,
By the people she believed.

What part of NO,
sounded like yes.
Why the concept of consent,
Was so blurred.

Don’t you know you are no longer a man,
When you raise your hands on a woman.

You forgot you were touching the divine ,
The fire in her would burn you alive.

She is the daughter of sun,
And her intensity can devour you whole.

Remember whenever you touch her,
A woman can become a wolf too.