death of our souls,...farmers

rules are made,....and it's unfortunate that the unfortunates are the victims,.....

my country's farmer,....is one such case,....

....he feeds the country,....in the bargain,...he dies,......

.....yea,...I can hear and see through,....the giggles and laughter,....behind the curtains,......sadly,...neither me nor many raise our trained heads,.....

...trudgery is a thing imposed,....with invisible hands,....

....damn,...we feel guilty and sorry,...shedding tears,.....and are forced to forget,.....it's not enough.