Days when women cry

I have vivid images of women's naked bodies, tortured and raped

When faces of humans become evil,

and justice hides itself behind clouds

I can hear their cries and screams

The voice of fear and helplessness

Their pain is the taste of enjoyment for their torturers

My tears cannot wipe away your pain and suffering

My anger cannot send your torturers to prison

But my prayer, hopefully, can remedy your tortured soul and body

-- By Permata Hamid