She once had it all
At her beck and call
Her loving parents made it so
Till misfortune came calling
Indeed the misfortune of death
It's cold hands had no mercy
Cruelly, viciously were her parents taken down
Snatched, never to be given back
A sweet life turned gloomy
Beautiful existence now ugly
Optimism giving way for pessimism
Sunny days were over
For cloudy days came to stay
Profusely she cried day and night
Love, care and compassion became nonexistent in this damsel's world
For she became an object of abuse
A punching bag
A toy for sexual gratification
Her very own relatives made it so
Oh, her tears flowed
Till it ceased to flow
High spirits turned blue
Her soul languished in turmoil
When will this end?
When will I live again?
A little while I'll wait
If my anguish, my abysmal agony lingers
I'll end it all
The hangman's rope is there to aid
Torn apart, embittered, sullied, violated, dejected became her definition
Her exact description
Her sheen beauty had waned
Only a shadow of it was left
Then came the day
The day she promised to cast her tender life away
She silently, quietly pondered on her planned action
Soon she'll be gone from this wicked world
But suddenly a new thought crept in What does the other world hold for me?
That I don't know
Certainly it can't be as awful as this world
I'll now proceed to bade the earth goodbye
I'll ignore the raging fear
Just then the light shone on her
The Hand reached out to save her
Swiftly He came to her rescue
Life was infused into her
Hope reawakened
A new joy overwhelmed her
She drowned in nascent peace
She released her fears
Her pains, and indeed her life to Him
So, she was whole.