Darkness and stillness are my friends
I am poverty and beggary is my trend
A matter of surprise but a subject not to hide
Ignorance is my mother and I am a fatherless child
Soaked in blood and covered with mud
I live in this world like a hopeless bird.
if the whole world turns like me?
A little carelessness turns out to be
Sinking deep in this dilapidated sea
I cry for a life, I cry for your mercy!