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
Photo credit: http://www.sln.org.uk/
Beautifully penned and touched the heart..
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