? ? ? Poem by tara mahdavi

This is my ground, where I will go
Where I thought always would be green
I was sleeping
Now, all the dreams vanished
all the pain and sorrow slowly coming out
poisoned my blood
branded on my heart
I'm sad, for the world, couldn't touch a part
we are drowned in our self-seekings.
this ground is hard, no inflection
my heart is fragile.
I want to give this life back
, I would know the reason, being here.
suffering, being unable
, to help, to give a hand, helping myself
the ones fallen on this ground
I’m nothing in loneliness.
sitting, listening
Maybe hearing something new
Finding a new world,
where you find answers to questions.
Every creature has rights, even an ant
The bird in cage, the lonely fish in the bowl
Which no one can trample.