I was just little
When they abducted me
Wasn’t even a sweet sixteen
And they bargained for me,
Like a baby fish.
To serve a commune of humongous beasts,
Until I cut my eventual breath,
Or it maybe even after,
Albeit, I am dead
They will imbibe it all through my bone
As long I nurse their purpose.
What did I do, be this despairing on earth?
And what gratifying they have done, to be called humans?
To be rewarded on taking my childhood off?
Ripping my dreams apart
Wrenching and dragging me onto the streets
And throwing into their hands…
Those who could save me from it,
Conjointly delighted the feast,
And I broke down…
I served those punks for years
Utterly in pain and tears,
I could not even run
I was all shattered and they were having fun,
My cries remained unheard,
My wounds were not either soothe,
Yet, I had to work,
I had to serve
Until I take my last breathe.
I lost my apprehension,
My aspiration for a thing to be better
Had all bygone,
Only wait is crowing
To envisage for a day
When I could get away, from this curse
Untie my soul and let it immerse
To a place,
No mortal could emerge.
And watch those barbarians throttling in pain
Paying for their gluttony,
Hankering to drink,
And ticking on and on in purgatory.