My First Day at the World

Is my life only for birth?

Is my birth only for death?

Is god sent me to show the earth?

Is the world that I feel truth?

I saw many lands filled with blood

I saw people their hearts were died

I search there a drop from kind

I seek there a little from good

My soul was only for a day

My parents were in death’s way

My place was filled by fray

My countrymen were like hay

The hands were filled up by weapon

The humans were sent to heaven

The soil received blood’s rain

The harvested thing was brain

The bullets destroyed my slender skull

The body was like a slaughtered bull

The poets made me imagery of mill

The blood drinkers are pursuing their thrill