Sacrifice The Simple Word Poem by The fallen leaves of Mira

I won’t call it betrayal
Coz he has himself been betrayed ….
I won’t call it dishonesty
Coz he has been a victim himself….
I won’t call it opportunist
Coz he has been the one suffering from it….
I won’t call it ignorance
Coz he is disturbed himself….
I will simply call it sacrifice
Ya sacrifice….
Simple word that explain everything…

I was sacrificed by the one who meant the world to me….
Maybe it ought to be
Maybe I’ll look back and understand someday
Maybe he’ll be the one to realize one day
But in the mean time I got a lakshya….