The screams of the bleeding voice,
Echoes throbbing, seems to be no choice.
She yelled, "Save me! I can't bear!"
Loud grief, the crowds didn't hear.
Dominating hush, extended bruises:
Hopeless limbs against abuses.
Tears dried up yet blood still flows,
Breaking the door, came the death blow.
After each thump, her fate cries,
The horrible thud; silence never lies.
Why are we blind until she lost?
Our sight demands a life's cost?!
Why are we deaf until she dumbs?
Do we desire her to numb!?
Beasts as humans or humans as beasts?
Oh, awful souls spare the hallowed at least!
Spare the hallowed at least...
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