Shattered Soul
Have you ever seen a kid?
Looking at his mom dying without food
A kid with teary eyes
Searching for people with a little bit of good
He finds nothing good in life
Instead next day his mother died
Now, he has to survive
For the survival he has to fight
He’d never go to school
Only school would be street
To find something to eat he will stroll
With bad fortune he’d be mistreat
His misfortune he’d be in bad hand
Selling violence and cocaine
He got good clothes on a cost of carrying gun
He got huge house for killing people, when job is done.
This little kid was torment to death
His heart has no soft spot
He’d be taking revenge till his last breath
That’s what he had so far sought!
He cried all day ‘n night
But nobody wiped his tears
Although his future isn’t bright
Now, Bad but he got a lot of peers
Not the future his parents thought
See where the destiny brought
This was the only school
Where he was ever taught!
People are pointing their fingers
Using humiliating words for parents
Yet, they don’t realize they are to blame
They bought him this fame!
something I wrote awhile back 
