All that I was ever told by you was the story of your glory and brilliance.
Of how the world was made for you and how you helped shape it
For long I believed it and sang the songs in awe of you.
For long I flew behind you, following the same aspirations.

Let me tell you and tell you clearly, that now no longer I am with you.
No longer do I want to live for you, in awe of you, with you.
No longer do I wish to be bound by your thoughts and beliefs.

Your story is not a story of magnificence or grandeur
It is a story built on your exploits and exploits alone
A story of the spread of your control, greed and power
Of the exchange of lively forests with layers of bricks
Of the replacement of little hens with your morning hamburger
A story of heart blackened by greed and drooling tongue
A story that considers all others as nothing but your resources
It is a story not worth reading or following.

It reads that since the time you started to tame, kill other animals
And all those who were here to share this world with you
And till the time when you burn your own self in the same fire.
You would do nothing but ravage, plunder and kill
Removing a hundred species, a million trees
Every single day from your path to success and glory

What harm did the birds, plants and animals ever do to you?
The more I dwell into the reasons, the more at loss I am
I really wonder why you were sent here in the first place
And why was I sent here to be your part.
Definitely not to live and to let live and to love