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a poem based on the movie Water
After he died they took her to the Ashram and cut off all her hair
She was younger than the rest, whose eyes were glassy, dark and circled, and fought them like a tiger
Barely seven, she would bring them tea and rub their tired shoulders
They waited 'til she blossomed into womanhood beautiful, nubile, enchanting.
She would be taken to some dark and shadowy place and there violated again and again
The meager money she received would buy the food that kept them all barely alive
Then kindness stole her away from the filth and degradation
Safely in the night she was transported to a better place. Thank God
Who knows what residual demons now live within her head to haunt her for the rest of her bittersweet life.