There is nothing left for you to sweep.
Fears and tears are broken and lost,
Elders won’t burden you with them to keep.
Dark realities are hard to digest,
Keep it going, is easy to suggest.
Innocence is not ever lasting,
Plucked and flicked from the concealed nest.
It outgrows from those stained attires,
Reminiscence becomes a mockery and satire.
Hush your screams and slaughter the pain,
Remain scorching in dishonor’s fire.
Saqii
