GRASS

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Smash me
Crush me
Bury me in the ground
I am suffocated
Led to death
In the blazing crowd
But I struggle
I try to breathe
In the midst of green beauty
I try to live.

You step on me
Then drown me.
My family trimmed
My friends killed
But I won't give up
Not till my dreams filled
I fight back
But I guess that's
What you don't like
You don't want fighters
You want dumb slaves
Oh, and you even created one
The stone hearted concrete
A non warrior, lose minded
Keeping feelings discreet
A narrow minded slave
A stupid naïve
Don't expect
I am one of them
I am unique
I am different
And I'll leave my marks upon thee.

Ishita Singh
©copyright 2015

Ishita Singh©copyright 2015

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