~Victim of Sati~

A little girl In this dark world, Crying in the forest Cause the people protested. The protest was about The poor girl's life In which they would decide, If she should live or die. The reason was very simple, But yet very cruel! It was her mate's death In the cold field of bloodshed She cried and yelped! Yet no soul tried to help. The decision was made Poor thing was not spared And as the bell rang, Alas! The poor girl was dead. ~thepoetchanni (1st work)