Nepal the hometown of nature

 A slut, a prostitute, a harlot, or a whore! 

A slut, a prostitute, a harlot,or a whore!

For you, she's just a woman who vends her morale door to door.

You may have espied her skin in her short skirts.
Scraped her privacy brutally with your hands,but

You never tempted to her silent cries,
Nor you heeded the dry tears in her eyes.

Everyday, dozen of times she is raped,
Thousand of times she moans.
No! No! No! She is not having any fun.
After you finish, she is thrown
in the corner to be alone.

Alone in the darkness surrounded by light
Broken inside but she still gives a fight
She weeps, she shouts, she even wishes
To end her life at each and every night.

She has become a cadaver-no vitality, no grief, no sensation.
Dreaming of her nudity, you come to the brothel in desperation.
No matter how tired she is, you hit her hard to brag your manhood.
Feel yourself superior to execute a wretched woman's exploitation. 

Imagine if she were your daughter,
your mom or your sweetheart
One of your dearest who admires you
and, who loves you a lot
Would you have still hunted her dignity
Shut your eyes to her abrasions
Dear men, she is a human like you
Not a toy for your erotic sport.