i have no place
to play.
all these vultures
are eating my innocence
and replacing it
with fear and darkness.
i wonder,
how they became so heartless
that they didn’t feel my pain.
i just have a wish,
for once, you feel my pain.
i assure you
you’ll never be unkind to anyone.
i stopped playing
and started merely existing
and at times, i question
why am i even alive?
blood, soil, pain, fire, and tears
wouldn’t those be counted as witnesses
of the suffering i endured?
for one second, make me god.
i want to just make them realise
what they have done wrong.
living in guilt, dying daily
would be their punishment!