Common man,I shed thy tears,I felt thy pain,
The good things of life is in a try your luck situation.
As the rich wined and dined,
The common man salivates and gnashes his teeth.
Why's life so unfair for the common man,I asked.
To even breathe becomes too scary to allow
The air is too filthy with dirts flying around
Underdeveloped atmosphere of poverty,
Pollution at its peak.
Living becomes too challenging to raise a kid,
Yet children comes in pairs
A square meal seem to be a struggle
But yet the man has to be alive.
No pure water supply,the streams are polluted
Yet water in-take is a necessity for a life
He complains too much but fears to speak out
For he who speaks loud,awaits a fortune too terrible.
Suffering though unbearable yet with no solution
His cry for help sounds so nasty to the rulers,
Yet his votes was part of their success stories
Do you blame the common man?
Who knows the options he had to choose from.
Living is just another nightmare for him,hell on earth
I watched innocent juveniles hawk carelessly,
Teenage girls stand out at night as others slept,
Nature had to be cheated just to get a life
Wild gists,fairy tales,folk stories,
Such frequents the common man's ears
But news,informations and opinions are denied
No lights in the streets,no food in the house.
Is this nemesis or is this life?