A New Cosmetic...
- By Raj Kashyap
Born in a Scary Lab,
All hopes, now seems scrap,
White people taking lives,
No one here for revive.
Holy blood all around,
Severe pain from red wounds,
Spinal cord is what broken,
My neck, forced to choken.
My white fur seems tough,
Intentions seizing pretty ruff,
De chemical sounds glittering,
My tiny legs were shivering!
Silent Screams filling cage,
Greed, resulting in rage,
My trunk seems burnt swell,
Ulceration, as the pearl.
My Blue Eyes Turned red,
Time to rest in de bed,
Teared Iris, having no choice,
Blindness, as de prize!
Who'll speak for voiceless?
Humans, now has forget
His ethics, be ready, for a
Brand new Cosmetics…
- By Raj Kashyap
We're Not Small Humans…
- By Raj Kashyap
Kidnapped from de jungle,
Restricting me to a leash,
There were tons like me,
A fact, too hard to believe.
They tied me to a chair,
Chopped my tail and hairs,
Forced a vapor mask on face,
My pulse rate winning race!
Death entered in my stomach,
Killing my entire network,
White Aliens, now seems blur,
My life, is now conquer.
Tears are now dried up,
Humanity soaked up,
Eyes crying for mercy,
Killing us, isn't a glory.
Toxicity flooding veins,
Greed finding de gains,
Vaccine is what to strive,
That's' why I'm forced to die!
Pin drop silence is there,
Sadly, no one to care.
Please don't be so cruel,
We're not small human!
- By Raj Kashyap…
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