A BLAZING SOUL

As far as my eyes can see,

The blood of the elite feast on me,

I am nothing but the voice of a poor soul,

Dying every day; to survive in this rat hole,

Refrained from voicing my opinion; held back for no reason,

I live naked on the streets; rotting to death; every season,

I do not live at the cost of your life,

But I pay you with my blood, dying every day to survive,

In return, you suck my soul dry,

Stabbing me till I bleed; stabbing me till I cry,

For I die today; many may die like me,

None that you care for, none you shall see,

But we suffer for your deeds,

Living like the rocks by the shore; being thrashed by the sea,

You may never notice the pain we face,

Might never realize what you have done,

Blinded by your ego, you will remain the same,

Making us run a race; that can never be won,

What would I not give, to live without fear,

For until that happens, I know I will tear,

Our hunger, our cry, our agony, our death,

Increasing by the night,

Your power, your pride, your ego,

Rising knowing no limits, sees my sight,

I think; I question; would god ever forgive you?

For all that you have done,

I turn back, look around,

Blazing souls like that of mine; I see,

We have no savior; I know!

God left this place a long time ago.