My Guilt

Two days have passed and its not over I'm still ravaged by my gory deed of inaction Been praying to the gods asking mercy To forgive me and grant me guts and to be swifter in action I live in a country unsafe for women Laws and its protectors are a dicy affair Always frightened of getting trapped In a horrific misadventure on the streets Shocked and shaken up after watching a late night movie A nerve wrecking, true story on honour killing I took long to doze off only to wake up before I slept Foggy and heavy in mind wondered what was happening I could hear a girl shouting and a man yelling Got out of my bed and tried to hear from where The heart rending cries were coming much beyond midnight hour I walked to the window but couldn't see through the thick creepers Rushed to the lobby windows for a clearer view Saw a young girl sitting on the road before the car in tears Her husband -presumably with the authority he was using- Angered and abusive was asking her to get into the car She refused and kept pleading that her arm was broken She refused to be seated and was given a tight slap She was just howling that she was in pain as her arm was broken A lady who I thought was her mother was foolishly consoling her I wasn't sure if she was drunk after late Christmas celebrations Or a regular victim of a suffering male chauvinistic abuser Before I could wake up another neighbour she was shoved Into the car and driven off and I couldn't see her mother anywhere I'm guilt ridden that I didn't act quickly to save her Keep wondering which house she belonged to Has she been hospitalised or suffering more brutalities? Now I'm stocked with helplines, I pray to the gods to make me quick in action December 27, 2015 Contest: Deep and Dark Sponsor: Broken Wings