One in Lucknow one in Hyderabad, smell of burning women flesh

Left the nation in deep distress,

some writhing in insurmountable pain, some whining on the diabolical act

Down South and up North, with some bone chilling facts

They were brave hearts, but their modesty was ripped apart,

By some blood thirsty beasts who couldn’t control their rousing libidos

Their tender skin was set ablaze for they resisted an outrage

By the men who had turned monsters in lust

Who could not control their inner beastly instincts

who wanted nothing more than piece of piece of Women’s inner flesh

Little did these beasts know the pyre would engulf them

And burn them into ashes,

there’s an eerie similarity in the human flesh

smells the same alive or dead

But there’s a difference as women sit pretty in heaven

the beasts still burn in hell

for we can smell some stinky human flesh