Amidst the world of chaos and fright,
Who'll listen to my miserable plight?
Simple, docile and submissive I am,
Is that why you don't give a damn?

Every time you bully little Kim,
Do you know how much you torment him?
Doing so, when you all rejoice,
I wish I had a voice.

Every time you take away that pup,
And her mum bawl in flirp,
Later when you slay her brutally in dark,
I wish I had a voice.

Every time their emaciated bones tell you a story,
Yet you don't do any charity,
And when you still mock their poverty,
I wish I had a voice.

Every time 'her' achievements are measured in renouncements,
Rather than her soaring accomplishments,
Even then when you question her choice,
I wish I had a voice.

The world named me 'suffering',
And I wish I, suffering had a voice.

Ages have passed,
And several may have to too,
But I still have a hope,
One day, I'll find my voice.

But, I wonder, even if I had a voice,
Will you ever hear me?

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I - suffering
You - World