Why don’t you stop trying,
why bear so much pain, what is the gain?
You can’t change the world anyway, why act insane!
“Not the world, my story I want to change,
I wonder why you find it so strange,
if you can’t, then you can’t. But someone got to break the cage.”
It’s a visceral reaction, a phase that comes and passes;
you are no different, it’s a story of masses.
It’s not that cruel yet; another side no greener is the grass,
inability to restrain though, will lead you to loss. Alas!
“Thank you my so-called well-wisher. Try dissuading me, if not humiliating me.
I might be weak to fight, but surely that is no reason to continue with the plight.
No more tolerating this inequality, harassment and violence, I have made my choice.
A voice that challenges the status quo can’t be looking to rejoice. But silence too has its price.
I have made my choice!”