// 64 Days In Jail //
64 Days In Jail
There are some reasons still!
There had been some reasons (?)
As they didn't see me to say prayers,
To hide the truth, to choose unfairmeans
I was sent there to be changed.
In the inhouse I was taught to be sober!
A silent watchman to go everything smooth …
Not to untie tongue!
There I lost everything within me
But I kept aloft my imagination
My creative sense! But I was sent there to become brainless!
Inhouse I was lonely, helpless
Lonely and helpless.
What a injustice done to me!
There I was beaten severely, ...
Just moving mega street to lane
Just genuflecting to hunger,
Never winning poverty.
State is desiccated, hovering
Ih between poverty and
Emancipation from chain, liking
To go forward. but it is not
Feasible as we are to depend
On loans and begging..