A day with drizzling drops,

She went out for her crops,

Asked her mother to go rest and stop,

A sudden hop in the field,

she ignored as it's her place her shield,

They were all known,

She was in conflict,

When she was grabbed n thrown,

So hardly she was hit ,

She just couldn't predict,

Screaming loud she tried to sit,

Stripped and ripped,

her tongue was slit,

Body was bruised,

and tore her legs split.

Then begun the night mare,

Holded her hands...