A Fly Trapped In Spiders' Web
Me, like a fly stuck in spiders' web
Knitted by relatives and society
To which I belong.
I begged them not to inject
Their venom inside me
And let me get free
From grip of death.
But it is worthless to cry
Before merciless butchers.
Me innocent like a goat
Prepared for sacrifice
To enjoy the taste of flesh
For their own sake,
In the name of pleasing God.
Be careful, of everyone around you
They might be preparing webs
To trap you.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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