The living ghost

Day after day, night after night
I see you and I see the bite,
The wound in heart, the pain on body
Makes ‘you’ relax and makes ‘you’ cozy…

Souls were beaten, molested and appalled
Taken to their graves through scaffold,
‘You’ stifled their heart, veins and thoughts
You gave them pain – a lot, a lot, a lot…

For centuries – the ghost said, its been going on,
‘You’ felt it, ignored it and moved on
‘You’ calls this world – a world of development
While you made them sleep on the pavement…

These helpless ghost now wanders on streets,
See the innocents tasting a beat,
Their soulless body can’t even shriek,
Because centuries ago they received their treat!