The Trilogy Ends

The brutalized girl breathed her last in faraway Singapore She met her fate returning home, a couple of weeks ago To shift the focus of the masses on an issue so emotive And moved to a hospital in a distant land with a purely political motive Reputed for organ transplants in which their hospital specialized What good did it do to a grievously hurt girl whose condition had not stabilized The six hour flight to the distant shore was surely a misadventure The government was uneasy with restive crowds near their hallowed seat of power The government paid lip service to the girl who is no more Making promises to a nation, both aggrieved and sore But in the interim, another girl in a neighbouring state Ended her life, harassed and denied for weeks from recording her rape The administration’s handling of such incidents Are not far and few and have many precedents A woman parliamentarian and doctor to boot Said something very strange in a television interview Referred to a victim from the past And on her character, aspersions she cast Pronouncing to media that it was not rape at all But a call-girl’s transaction gone wrong; what gall! Another MP, this time the President’s son Sought to have fun with his knowledge of the English lexicon And portrayed the women demonstrators of civil society as ‘painted & dented’ The backlash was so vicious, on national television he recanted With red lights marking them as their sirens wail through the streets Breaking traffic rules and followed by a bureaucratic fleet Politicians think that from their ivory towers they have seen it all As elected office bearers they never cease to appall In times of crisis you can sense the disconnect But democracy is about people’s choices, who do we elect? And to men, I must ask why bestiality has become our way Together we can surely change the world for a better day Please resist if opportunity demands when you see a girl harassed Or at the least seek help fast, you have to save the lass!