Can I?
I’m a snake in a sea,
Who has huge fangs .
Venom in it is death’s key
With which I fulfill my water-gangs.
I’m a creature born
this way to live here.
Narwhals try to kill me with horns,
Their intention to bury me is clear.
I can’t leave them, can I?
To survive , I need to do it.
For the loss they cry,
But to live what I just did?
I can’t change, can I?
God created me this way.
For one to live, one has to die,
It's the game of life to play.
Copyright © sisira chowdavarapu | Year Posted 2025
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