The Aborigines
Oh! He was killed by humans,
He was caught for the theft
Of rice to fill his 'small' debt.
He was beaten by 'big' no doubt
He was born in a family in woods
He led a life of fatigue and Stood
Away from 'peers', afraid of torture.
He lived in a cave of darkness, so immature.
To face the world, one needs education
If, denied could live in suffocation
Oh! man your 'ignorance' been killed by infection
Caused by the Pride and cruelty
No 'power' bothered, no stardoms
Many moaned from behind the screen
Far away, the dirt is pathetic but too sarcastic
The Aborigines, we were same once.
He was killed by you
But the weapon provided by me!
Copyright © Litty Lokanath | Year Posted 2018
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