Sympathizers

Coming to you, your compassion they shake
And spread their lives to beg.

Twitching them but you leave,

Because sympathy is what we can give.

You see her ruled, you see her raped;

You see her weep with fear gaped.

She asks her place where humans live,
But sympathy is what we can give.

You scoff at them as to you they amuse;
You know hijras only upto an abuse.

Hoping equal eyes they look at you,

But sympathy is what we can give.

You look at all with counter disgust,

Bearing lorn despair none you trust.

You hope reform but a step not you heave

Because sympathy is what we can give.