Poetry: The girl who got raped 2.

This is the second episode.

I was 15 then
I am 18 now
And all you say after meeting me is 'I met a rape victim, wow'

Oh society you make me smile
Wanting social awareness and acting like all crimes are fine

You are angered by rapes and offended by murders.
You post is all on social media
And act as supporters

Thousands of pending cases
When questioned, you give us
'I feel sorry for you' faces.

I live in a society
Where its okay to get raped
Its casual to be eve teased
Its random to be thrown acid on
Humanity, where are you? Gone?

What's not okay is
Me,  abusing
Or asking for a condom at a chemist's shop.
For I'm a girl
I should be only busy with self grooming

You think I'm a showpiece to you're eye?
Say that once more
I'll friendzone you and also make you my bhai

They say, she smokes, she drinks, she wears shorts clothes.
Why wudnt she get raped.
Clearly she called for it

You speak stupid
You call for being shot in your head.
Oh wait, I saw you picking up on that woman,
Are you sure, you don't want her in your bed?

You want to fuck a woman
But marry a virgin
You throw acid on her,
Clearly you can't face rejection
You call her a slut
Because she wouldn't sleep with you
You desire only her
Oh yeah She's out of the blue

I looked up the dictionary's to find words equivalent to 'slut' for a man
There are none
Oh patriarchal society
You think women are objects of fun?

Its happened to a saree
Its happened to a burqa
It was fixed by their parents
Under the concept of arranged marriage
A dignified way for a life of prestige.

My sisters are getting raped too
No full time coverage of it on media
Rather a small line moving at the end of the screen
What's being covered above is
Its mandatory to give protection to cows

The rapist didn't rape my body
He raped my mind too
He didn't fuck my vagina
He fucked my soul too
Yet I forgave him
For he is gone.
What about this society
The society that violates me everyday,
For I'm forged of steel too
I am here to stay.

Poetry: The girl who got raped.

Hey guys. This is an episodic poetry.
The first episode is a story of a girl who gets raped, the changes she faces and how the society labels her.
The second episode is the rant of the girl speaking about the ills of the society and coming to the conclusion that she'll fight back.
Here's the first one:

I walked down the street evryday
To school it was the shortest way.

I went on foot to save my pocket money
For I could buy myself a stuffed bunny.

I walked down the street with my friends
They were amazing I must commend.

It was our usual way back from school
Unless we wanted to roam around and break some rules

That day I took the street alone
We had a fight last night over the phone

Little did I know I was being followed
All my carefree attitude, I quickly swallowed.

I walked fast, I walked faster
The footsteps came close
They came closer

They very next thing I remember is waking up in a dumpster
Alive. Sadly
My body, it was paining badly
I bleeded from places, I shouldn't be openly talking about
I understood what had happened.
I understood it without a doubt

I couldn't move
So I lay down there
Till somebody found me
How will I face anyone?
They will judge me
Oh! I should've died but I survived.

Unfortunately! We get only a single life
Now I'll never be someone's daughter or someone's wife

They found me after many hours of searching
My condition, soul crushing

An FIR was launched.
They took me to the hospital
Where they again had me naked for a medical examination
Again I went through humiliation.

I hadn't seen my parents yet
They'd still love me
It wasn't my fault, I know they'll get

When I saw them
There faces were filled with fret
'Why did we send her to school?' Being their only regret

My family didn't see me and neither did my friends
Everything changed that moment
I couldn't apprehend

For days I got blamed
For days I couldn't look at my body
Facing it all , it felt like hell
Every moment I wanted to yell
It wasn't my fault I wanted to tell

After months of searching
They found my culprit
He was no familiar face
When I asked him 'why'
He had no reason but lust
His actions shattered my soul into dust

We were not rich
We couldn't fight the case
He got out on bail
What had happened, from his mind he had erased
He even got married and lived with grace.

I had to cover my body full
And my face with a veil
I bet even dead people got treated with respect.
In his lie, I was forced to live
Having a soul yet dead
Acquaintance was all I craved.
Soon the society named me 'the girl who got raped'
The girl who got raped.