Convict
Convict
The fear of being caught
Made him do what he did not want,
He begged no one for mercy,
His ugly side had made its way
He had understood in this world
Innocence had no say.
He stole food and was caught red-handed,
No one was there to see the feelings hidden,
What hurts most is that humanity costs a lot,
Why no face of humans feels ashamed,
Till when we have to fight for food and medicine,
Which we know is meant for everyone with life given,
No heart pains seeing the hungry child
We want this world to change,
But do not want to be the first person to do so.
This child learns the lesson
Snatch the things which are not given.
He knows no one would understand him
And he would never be forgiven.
