Find Me A Grave Poem by Nithin Jacob

Alone in the mirror when I huff
Away they stay, caged in mirage
Around the twelfth hour, I frown
for hose as when my lips ran dry

Away they stay, the world and I,
ran for the human race and died,
for the same blood in me as theirs
didn’t cross riches and pride

Now, I rant, rove, bleed, burn…
So I love you and hate myself for
being so outrageous to this evil,
weird bigots who rule the globe

There is hatred, the soul bleeds
in me have departed a while ago
Now you smile, smell, hear, tear,
and die like me for being crude

To say the least in worthless,
To hell with all generations
To hell with caste, creed
And to hell with prejudice

Never, ever utter truth my ally
Never, ever let your soul fly
Never, ever strive too hard and,
Never, ever strain too much…

Now, let the rain fall and heal
your wounds and the woes,
Let it fall out from your heart
And let's live in love serenely…