“I am bleeding,” Paradise mutters

Defeated we are, living with unfulfilled dreams
In the lap of flagitious occupation
Our souls are tied with piercing chains
Our lives usually remain in crippled fashion.

We can’t bear the deserted alleys
The moaning and wailing mothers
The hopeless buds and juveniles
Of our lost paradise!

Our wailings and resounding cries
Are scarcely back talked,
We have been fooled by freakish lies
For decades we have been snubbed!

The blood is spilling persistently
Spilling here and there
The buds are plucked blatantly
The filthy goons never fear!

Let me not here again
The word paradise, for
It aggravates my pain
O merciless oppressor!

O comforter, to you we adore
Truncate our hitches and sufferings
We can’t bear the flaws anymore,
Appease our mornings and dreadful evenings!