Who's To Blame

Late night approaches,
She walks a lonely life,
Heading back home,
After the day's struggles,
Tonight atleast mother will be happy,
She sold all the goods.

Rejoicing,
Because the day was successful,
Rejoicing,
The malicious man,
Since tonight she got her,
Grabbing her,
Stripping her of all dignity,
He leaves her for the dead,
She is devastated.

Dragging herself home,
Soon the news is everywhere,
The society ridicules her,
They all judge her,
She tempted him they say,
In short skirts and dresses,
With her cleavage out in the open,
They blame her,
For her predicament.

But today I ask,
What about that two months old baby?
What about that eighty year old grandmother?
Did they also tempt him?
Were they dressed in short skirts and dresses?