He is down on the ground in pain,
He is trying to get back up on his feet,
His eyes are full of blood,
And desires are full of greed…
He gets up stumbling and falling,
As he mumbles “Whats wrong with me?”
He has ugly past behind his back,
But he is blind and he can’t see…
He feels he is too strong to collapse,
He feels he can control the storms,
He feels he can bring mountains down,
And He knows he can crush the world in his palms…
By: Chandan Mishra
Written: 28th July 2013.
Published:25th Aug. 2013.