Wednesday, July 18, 2012

The Street

The Street

 

Have Mercy!

I am a kid lost in the way,

Do not put those bars and cage me;

I am a kid you see,

It was not me!

I am born; never meant to be.

 

I see innocence in the street;

For me little bizarre,

I burn fats for my feed,

I beg,

Steal,

For my feed…

I am born;

Torn!

Stoned by the people you know,

Nurtured but evil by people – I bow…

 

Take me to your known world,

Show me a home;

I can die many deaths;

I can take the blame,

Shame!

I too love the rain;

Understand Pain,

But I am a kid lost in the way,

Do not put those bars and cage me;

I am free as the birds and the bee,

So set me Free!

Behold!

My rise and fall,

The ghetto stinks;

I too love your cricket and football,

 

Help me walk away from this world,

If not through life even my death can take a stroll;

Walk me free out of this soul,

Keep your silver and gold,

I am innocent – they told!

Why this wall?

Bars on Bars!

I am told I will realize – Realized?

The way of the civilized!?

 

Shamsud

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