Who Has Killed Me Brutally? Poem by Aftab Alam

I am completely ruined, see
Innocent within has killed me,
Scattered ashes with dew,
Sprouting something new,

The world of dog is one,
The word of god is fun,
Glamour of ego destroying,
Gambler of humanity, enjoying

He is grazing the lamb,
Carrying a dead on shoulder
The dead is nothing but I,
The shepherd; a sigh,

I don't have right to ask,
Who has killed me brutally?
All are lying for hopeless bask,
Who has injured my soul critically?

One day truth will be spelled with flood,
History will again be written with blood.
When truth is put into the grave with proud,
Then the truth, the brave sprouts with shroud,

I am dyeing lying here with hope, panting,
My hope will rise with crimson enchanting.