Walking like a tiger
About to pounce on its prey
He approaches the minor
Unknown but known too late
The danger is at hand
No room for poor little soul’s escape
It ends up been devoured

Its desperate cry was heard
And sympathisers rushed for its rescue
Though it’s been too late
And a victim of no option
The rescuers shall have no option

But to drag you to the law enforcers
Then they shall throw you in the bottomless pit
For fifteen years, you shall be in darkness
There shall be gnashing of teeth.