The Battle the World din't knew.
Draped in the Colors of Night
Streets silently spoke of her plight
Words were many , Only few echoed the truth
Soft whispers turned into voices , every time she crossed the booth
Nobody knew who She was or where she belonged to
Why She was the way She is , No body had a Clue
'Cause Its easy to judge and hardly the World Cares
World can be cruel but She knew God is always Fair
Fighting a battle for what she believed to be Godly right
Fought like a warrior ,and its was rarest of sight
Wounded , injured and fallen to the ground
Her will as strong as rock , She was ready to rebound
We , the people are so quick at passing judgment rather taking a minute to realize that we have no right of pointing others . Why are we so busy at judging others? Why can't we invest the same time bettering our own life? Just give it a thought, it will already make your life Better.