They told us to fly,

Told us to dream

Told us to cover our ears

From this ugly scream.

They did not tell us,

The walls were too high to cross.

Our hopes shall melt and die

Like some wings of wax.

"World is beautiful enough

Like a heavenly garden".

Unaware of the plague

That turned it into a graveyard sudden.

"Fight with hope, you mustn't quit.

Doesn't matter how hard the fate bites."

The bite was venomous.

Unaware of thus

One dies in vain.

Tortured and tormented

In this flawless pain.