Ring The Bell, a Hundredth Time!

She, a child walked to a street shop

Was learning how she was treated with care

That shopkeeper was so nice to her

Had his hands over the child's body everywhere

She came home with a free lollipop

Frightened mom knew the truth

She was just a young bud, not yet a girl

Ring the bell! Shame on such men

She, a girl got to school  with her backpack

Young boys were standing near, eyes mocking

She backed a little, just to hear their words

Tickets please, a hand pulled her hand in lust

She waited for getting down, just to rush past lewd men

Frightened she was , her mind with questions

She was just budding, not yet a women

Ring the bell! Save her adolescence from fear

She, a woman entered college with dreams

Ragging to friendship, she was in a different world

Some women fell in love, some yet not

She hasn't promised anyone, fear of love

Lewd marks by some and pairing names

She had no business yet to carry on

Road side Romeos, honking bikes and screams

Frightened parents, tired and sleepless nights

She was a women, fighting anonymous calls

Ring the bell! Let her womanhood be safe

She a woman, married off

Let another phase of life, another side

Some escape , Some tied in web

Some carry on , Some cry alone

A mother giving birth to a daughter

The history repeats itself 

Ring the bell! But, who hears the sound?

The door is not yet open

For her to enter the brighter side of the world

But still, we keep ringing a hundreds of Bell

Hoping someday, the door might break open
Making her Free, to fly with wings

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