Wednesday, 19 October 2011

And Traitor I Become

Nobody believes a true happiness exists,
It is in those mountains and rivers
In those humid forest greens
Foster the sanctuary of animals like them
They growl and howl of happiness
Not knowing them, mortals not living thousands
And I lived there below the yellow sky
I sail a Sunday everyday, knowing it is someday
And I have killed a tiger for my breakfast
It wounded me till my heart's still,
And I cried for the death as I tucked it on a rope
And traitor they called me.
As I took refuge in this nuisance world
Now I have to kill all the living things,
And the last blood drops of them will make me a traitor
I don't speak love nor hate nor am I a fighter of this century
People, stop killing me and my lousy mind,
I am worried about your home that they burnt
While your love ones dreaming of a happy life
I wore the mask of a traitor, and moneyed eye you have become
I stop thinking about happiness
As life is ambiguous of fragrance
And traitor I become with my endless thoughts,
I killed another soul lately
I drank her blood and she rot completely
Time goes by,
Here, was no one there
I have left no mercy of this world
No happiness to a hungry man
I believe in an angry old man
Now I cut my hands and legs
I ate them', I passed my days in hunger
I killed myself and the dirt covered me the next day
Yield another seed from my rotten body
It was mixed with soil,
And they called me, the Maker
The life preserver; God, they worshiped my rot
And traitor I become as the time lapses
For the new world I have made.

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