Killing My Voice

Life wasn't easy journey

I stumbled, fell down

Got back up again

I survived every time

But I keep going on

No matter what

I keep running

Chasing my dreams

Killing my voice

I wanted to piant

Those growing lilies and lilacs

In our backyard

You remember how pretty they looked

With morning dew on their petals

But you see, my friend

My father could only afford my bread

And clothes

But never water-colors

Or a clean canvas to draw on

He saw me drawing and he

Told me to worry about other things in life

Such as living with better income

So I left the pretty lilies and lilacs

At age of 10, I was fully grown

I earn as a laborer now

Everytime I see lilies and lilacs

I keep running

Chasing my dreams

Killing my voice

I wanted to tell my landlord

My dear friend, listen closely

Not to beat my parents so bad

They will pay rent soon

It's just a few days of delay

You know, landlord

Gave us work and house

And he deducts money for housing

And any other facility given by him

My sister was ill

So house rent was spent as medical bill

I wanted to scream at the landlord

Not to beat my parents like animals

But if I speak, we will have no food or shelter

So I keep watching scared

I keep running

Chasing my dreams

Killing my voice

My story too, isn't a happy fable

My dear friend, I tell you

I live on a street, you know

I beg with a group of children like me

We all have broken limbs, tortured bodies

I saw a murder yesterday

A boy was trying to speak about ill treatment

Of food not being good enough

All our beggings go to house lord

We get bones and broth

He spoke out, he was killed

I want to scream too

I want to be set free

Of this agony

But I am too scared of dying

By being set on fire

So I keep begging, ashamed

I keep running

Chasing my dreams

Killing my voice