On this eve of the close of another year, a dark cloud, upon this Nation, its child, a braveheart, in a shroud. So many mourners, deep in anguish, cry out aloud, the rulers clueless, think ways to silence the crowd. Why this fate for a li'l gal, to only dream she dared? So many thoughtless, so very mindless the word. Solutions before analysis, bane for a nation so proud, from dress codes to how a gang ought be disavowed. Let's look for the real causes, for years of female foeticide, has left us bereft of sisters, wives n of friends to be loved. A happy New year may yet usher upon this great land, when parents bring to life li'l boys n gals equal in count.. Wishing you a very Happy 2013!