Our hearts are parched Lips sealed Souls speaking of the wrong done Voices not heard Whispers so feeble Cries so unheard We suffer together For our hearts are parched Lips sealed We hear not the cries We see not the tears The broken bangles Speaking of last night The torn books Stifling her in home She speaks not Of the room She was kept in She speaks not Of the man Who had kept her in She speaks not Of the man who sent her in For we hear not For we see not For our hearts are parched Lips sealed We see not the dragging by hair We hear not the slaps We see not the wounds on her back, neck and face Glorified is she With the cuts She speaks not Of the man who did it She speaks not Of the relation which gave it For her blood, bruises and wounds speak Of the glory she carries The glory of the man Who did it to her So we do not speak We do not see We do not hear For our hearts are parched Lips sealed Sealed forever...