In a single week, India’s heart has wept, seeing shocking brutality, A rape is happening every day, Are we really safe? Kolkata doctor’s murder and rape stirs endless fright and haunts our nights. In Uttarakhand, a nurse was lost to violence, raped and killed, And now a minor girl gangraped in a bus, How many more Nirbhayas will be sacrificed? How many of us must suffer and die, Before this grotesque horror finally says goodbye? 5 months or 50 years, It's all meat and bones, served on the devil's plate. They call it rape, But she is the one enduring the hate. Wars ought to be waged Against those who brutalize her sacred space without consent, Ripping away her dignity with hands of violence, violated and shamed, Stripped of her voice, free will and choice In the battlefields of assault. Will you all still remain silent? Will you keep quiet, blaming clothes or her fate, Or will you stand and fight for our daughters, before it's too late? About the Author Sneha Narayanan, a f