With a heavy heart
Amidst guilt of fallacy of youth
I drag myself towards where
I do not know, my child.
For with my heart’s wounds
Burning within me
And the wounds caused by society
Burning my body
I live for you alone.
But now it seems
Every iota of my life is gone.
Drink my child drink
For, this id my last blood
I pray to thee lord,
Give my orphaned child at least
A chance to live,
Unlike me, orphaned by society
Orphaned by you
I place my fallacy
At thy altar
May at least my soul
RIP