I saw a shadow lurking behind the trees.
It was in search of a prey,
Eager to devour someone’s happy days
Now, I see that shadow everyday,
Roaming freely on streets and subways
Though, I’m still under eight,
Yet, it covets my innocent flesh.
The wise allege, “My gender tempts the shadow.”
In reality, their silence feeds it.
I’m not the cause of shadow
I’m only a victim of it.