I die a thousand deaths,

Day by day, everyday.

Moving along the way, somehow.



No motherly shade to hide me,

No fatherly words to guide me.

Living side by side, somehow.



Temples flow with milk and sweet,

While, my tongue lurks for a single pea.

Staying under, somehow.



What do you know about water, wind or air?

I have felt all the glare, everything here.

Fighting strong, somehow.



Pet of a rich is worthy than me.

Has all the food and wishful glee.

I am alive, somehow.



When will lord do justice?

Death seems the only solution to me,

For I die a thousand deaths day by day, everyday.