There were days that haunted
Grievance turned out of desperation
Neither do I spoke -
nor my hands took an action
The moment when mind doodled
random pictures of the worst scenario
With the frozen eyes and sunken heart
stood me amidst the hopeless wretched crowd
Being one amomg them resembled being a mere mould of mud-
without the God's fine touch
A single step of mine would have made the change
Aghast!getting into that was tough
My eyes witnessed that one last breath

I dont regret anymore
Because I too learned to be a puppet
Played by someone somewhere!

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