A Cry For Justice Poem by Riya Here

God will meet us
Every head will be down
Gulity of their hearts
Which once was
wicked and lied
But her head raised
To witness the god
To ask her pain
Why they always dragged
To hurt me?
Why every day and night
Filled my eyes with tears?
Why the beam of light
Was filled with dark?
Why every smiles
Feel as spider web?
Her dreams and fantacies
Became the portraits
Without meaning and colours
All she lost her good days
And branches of happiness