This world is not mine.
They promised light
But embraced darkness.
So dead dark is the world
Love cannot be seen.
No, I do not belong to them.
If you call them human
I am possibly something else.
It's ok
If you call me a lowly beast,
But darkness is not my world.
I love to cry
When I see hungry child.
I love to shout slogan
When I see wounded woman.
I love to fight
When someone erects wall between you and me.
And now
They want me to see this world being torn into pieces
Yet sing in joy?
O God, forgive me.
I cannot do this.
I cannot.
I must be a stranger to this world
This world is not mine.
© Arun Maji
Painting: Pablo Picasso
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The evils of the society makes one think been here is a mistake...10.