Slogan and Protest by Ink Soul

Poem is about the August 9, 2024, Something happened — But What? Slogan and Protest by Ink Soul (Written on 10 August, 2024) A Cry I cry see on my eyes o dear true and genuine Tears are falling from eyes I cry Believe me I really Cry I just cry whole day their is no solution i find I cry I think too much but think not coming I cry i failed i cry as a human being literally failed i cry I cry I cry and i cry believe me my tears are real feel my eyes tears voice i really failed and he also failed too and I cry No solution no justice not correct judgement no correct timing i cry The Judge said that it’s not a rarest of the rare case I Cry believe me dear i really cry that day Tears were flowing out of my heart that day out of pain I cry where is he i scream i pray you came once why not twice thrice but he is not come i cry that day i cry a lot yes i cry a heart-shattering cry felt deep within a voice lost swallowed by shadows of sorrow I cry an unseen agony faceless nameless yet I cry a revolutionary cry born of brokenness and dreams I cry a search for solace but it slips through my trembling hands I reach I yearn but find nothing yes I cry I cry I cry and cry until the world blind to its own cruelty remembers my tears A cry not just sound but the unraveling of a soul A painful cry etched deep in marrow trembling within the silence A voiceless ache carried in my chest cradled in my heart I cry A faceless wound unseen unnamed yet still I cry A revolutionary cry born not only of rage but of longing of hope denied I search for justice for light for my name I seek but find none So I cry Yes I cry I cry in defiance I cry until the cry itself becomes a manifesto a call to awaken to rise to never be silenced again Yes I cry I actually cry cry and cry yes a revolutionary cry I Cry until the cry becomes a manifesto But remember that cry doesn't make solution Its make you break mentally physically emotionally spiritually psychologically so you need to fight raise voice until solution come until solution happened They even call upon God in those darkest hours but what can be said when even God turns His face away When women are raped when girls are murdered in the most horrific ways surely they too cry out to God at least once When Draupadi was being stripped in the royal court she called upon Lord Krishna and He came to her aid But in this Kali Yuga why doesn’t God come even when women call The question remains is God truly everywhere or nowhere at all No one rushes to their cries to their screams When did humans become so cruel so selfish Where is the answer to that What is everyone so afraid of You too will die one day Then why not do something good so your name is written in golden letters in history Are their emotions their pain their wounds their suffering all meaningless Were they born only to endure the torment of inhuman beasts In a land where Goddess Durga is worshipped why must women suffer so deeply so terribly Why must they always be told what to say what to wear what to eat where to go how to live why is there no one to guide them no one to help Why should they remain silent Why shouldn't they speak Have we ever truly taken responsibility for them And if we have where is it written that we must rule over them They want freedom They want to live freely They want to bask in the light of an independent life Those who do not free women from pain such people will never thrive Let us all unite to build a new India a new Constitution a new justice system where a woman’s life is not treated as cheap or disposable Why do inhuman men kill those who give birth to life What is the point of wealth and prosperity if Lakshmi Herself is missing from our homes Today’s people are lost in reels and fake internet worlds no one rises no one fights no one protests they are busy meditating in illusions My Golden Bengal you are no longer golden but that is not your fault It is the fault of those monsters who commit crime after crime rape after rape without guilt without fear Mothers sisters daughters little girls grandmothers they all now live in fear Who will protect them Who will take responsibility And when they try to fight back they are stopped at every step I say it now there is no safety for them on this land this soil of Bengal is no longer pure They wait with hope in silence but time passes and their protests seem fruitless No one comes to help If they do nothing they are blamed “You are worthless” But when they try to do something they are stopped by society by law by fear The land of Bengal has become polluted A dark storm rises one that brings chaos and fear Why do those who give life lose their lives We demand education We demand punishment We demand justice We demand change for those women whose lives were stolen We will protest We will march We will fight We will build a new India a brighter freer India where the flame of justice will always burn We will not stay silent We will create change We will shape a new path for the nation We will write a new chapter in India’s Constitution a chapter that protects women a chapter where every citizen stands united to guard the dignity of every woman Stand beside us Let’s build a strong fearless front Let us judge wisely and act after justice is served May India be educated May even the heartless learn humanity Let change begin Let the eyes of the inhumane open Let all forms of oppression end And if cruelty strikes again I will again write poems like this to awaken courage to bring a storm of change to show the true path We will rise again we will protest again we will move again and we will demand real justice If anyone vows to stand with me when this happens again then let us no longer be silent let us unite and rise again We will rebuild a new alliance We will take a strong unshakable stand With the spirit of revolution we shall unite We won’t compromise We’ll walk cautiously yet boldly We will fight a relentless war against injustice We will dream of a new dawn and show the light of new hope Let our goal be true Let our destination be shared With devotion and bravery we will build a new way a way where no evil will remain And we will say “This dream turned real this is the new India” In the light of education in the land of dreams a girl searches for life hiding in darkness exhausted her wounds bleeding silently as she stands for justice In the corners of hospitals echo her cries A doctor who once dreamt now lost under a dark sky Her pain plants seeds in the soul True peace will come only through courage In the silence her voice echoes still In the dampness of death her tears are heavy We will never forget her name Together we will protest until real protection is guaranteed In our hearts her memory shall live The flame of freedom will shatter every chain We will stand together against injustice The light of belief will spread step by step on the path of safety The silence of death resounds with pain A girl is gone without a trace Justice carries the burden of her grief The path of humanity remains clouded in darkness But let hope for safety never die within us The legal system is polluted ruined by corrupt politicians Who will write the next fair chapter in law If you go to court the case will run for generations Better to raise your voice Better to fight So much corruption corruption corruption layer upon layer Even corruption now cries out “These politicians of Bengal have mastered using me” The question of women’s safety has erupted A storm has risen we cannot remain silent anymore We must act we must protect So many words can be written but what’s the use No one reads No one listens So let me end by saying if you find even a little time in your life open the pages of history Read them You’ll understand everything You’ll feel their struggle You’ll recognize their pain Only then will you understand why they were, and always will be, the greatest