I am standing in the middle of no where,
lost, cut down, detached, alone.
I want to shout for help,
but have no names to call.
I want to run for safety,
but don’t find any place to hide.
I bleed, I cry, I starve. I beg,
In all, it hurts.
I am rescued,
taken care of.
I am happy,
I am secured,
I am protected.
I grow up.
One fine day,
I wake up and they find me fully grown,
They send for me.
I believe, I am still secured.
I have faith, I am still secured.
I imagine. I am still secured.
I hallucinate, I am still secured.
I was wrong.
They grab out my eye for a gentleman, I go blind.
They grab out my kidney for a millionaire, I go sick.
They grab my leg out for a billionaire, I am lame.
Finally they grab my heart out, I was not let to stay,
My end was such because I was an orphan.
Was that my fault?
Or is it that, people having done sins deserve a better end?
Where is humanity?
Where is pity?
When here is selfishness
And here is MONEY!