A Floating Log
No one perceived
My helplessness and pain.
Enforced me to flow
With stream of flood.
Captured and
Manipulated by
Almost all, for
Their own benefits.
Foundation of my roots
Betrayed me.
Faith of my fate
Already shaken.
My identity
Always misused
For reviving
Their own existence.
My sentiment
And emotion are crucified
Without any guilty.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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