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A woman walks, with fear inside,
Daylight's bright, or night's dark tide.
She watches close, with careful eyes,
For danger's threat, that may arise.
No playful tease, no harmless jest,
Her heart is heavy, deeply distressed.
A stolen look, a lingering stare,
Fills her with dread, a haunting fear.
A hurtful touch, a cruel, harsh word,
A silent threat, a fear unheard.
No joyful laugh, no lightened mood,
Her spirit broken, misunderstood.
A painful act, a cruel, dark deed,
A wounded soul, a heart that's bleed.
Her voice may tremble, her spirit bruised,
By shame and fear, her trust abused.
Each cruel attack, each violent crime,
Must face the law, at judgment's time.
No easy plea, no lenient hand,
But justice swift, across the land.
We raise our voices, loud and clear,
For every woman, far and near.
No silent fear, no hidden plight,
Each bruise a mark, a guiding light.
A world of safety, a woman's right,
Where wrongs are punished, day and night.
True justice reigns, unwavering, sure,
Her voice, her body, hers to cure.
For rape's dark stain, for every tear,
May justice come, both swift and near.
No mercy shown, no lighter load,
For those who steal her peace of mind, her road.
We stand united, strong and bold,
To right the wrong, a story told.
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