Sorry, I'm grieving tonight
For someone, I never knew
I never met, I never read.
I'm grieving for the death
Of a woman who became
A victim to barbaric insanity
As a symbol to be destroyed
By a pack of raving mad men.
The might of her pen
Must've been an awesome sight
To have caused such a fright
As it took them twenty bullets
To make sure she was dead.
A voice has been silenced
But immortality will carry
The murmur of her name
Defeating for ever her murderers.
R.I.P. Sushmita Banerjee.
Lucette C. Bailliet ©
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