The Suffering In Silence.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The unoccupied space exist everywhere,
People are crowed to play with the fire,
The collision of emotions ends in disruption,
The bonding of it ends in peace and collaboration,
Even in the places where the smell of the sweat,
Replaced with the perfumes of perfect mixture,
Man may try to seek and run for the pleasure,
Alas, somehow mistake has been amended,
To make the wrong in very perfect texture,
Neighing of horses in the bound pastures, ,
Yet to be heard and then to be noticed,
White powder extracted from the pregnant,
Sold on the streets of the human,
Magic has been played, with real factors and the cells,
The new gender is created and it is the work of the man,
Not of the Gods of Gospel and the myth,
Say no to the hormones ingested meat,
Say no to the hormones that hurt our race.