Don’t be beautiful When you can do so many things Don’t stay restless, worried and still When you got such mighty wings You create, you
When did it happen, why couldn’t she forsee, She had it all figured out, then how did she fell for thee The calling was strong,
This poem is dedicated to Miss. Priyanka Reddy, a 26 year old Veterinary doctor from Hyderabad, India who was brutally gang-raped and burnt alive on the eve of 27’th November, 2019 while she was returning from the hospital. I would not say may her soul rest in peace. I don’t want to!