The Silenced Voices Of Pakistan

She walked with dreams in her gentle eyes, A future lit beneath morning skies. But shadows crept where light should stay, And stole her breath, her hopes, away. Sawera’s name, now etched in pain, A flower drowned beneath the rain. Not by fate, not by some twist, But by hands that evil kissed. What justice lies in silence kept? While mothers grieve, and sisters wept? Where were the laws meant to protect, When dignity met such neglect? She wasn’t weak;she was betrayed, By a world where monsters roam unafraid. By voices that should rise, yet hide, While another girl's light is pushed aside. So hear us now, and hear us loud, We will not bow, we will not crowd. Justice isn’t just a prayer, It’s action sparked from deep despair. For Sawera, and girls like she, We ask the world: let justice be. Not just in words, not just in tears, But in a world where they outgrow fears. Raise your voice. Break the chain. No more Saweras. No more pain.