To Be The Happiest Soul

Found her in the middle of a cesspool

Remained like a half-dead body

Craving for a leftover life

Lips were cracked and torn to pieces

Floated in the bed of soaked blood

Lips murmured for a drop of water

Seems to be a barely naked fallen petal

Rummaged her body by those stray dogs

Humanity broke out.

It's not the sound of pain, a lifeless moment

Where she hopes to flew eternally

And to be the happiest soul beyond motherland.