Bondage

In darkness and gloom I do remain
Ignorant of world’s beauty,
Unknown of the power of knowledge
Devoid of childhood gaity.

My dreams and joys are sold by parents
Only for just a few coins,
To the group of unfortunate labour children
I am compelled to join.

Snatched from my mother’s lap
I am sent under the master’s whip,
To abide by what they dictate
And feed on what they give.

I know not what dreams are
And how does the cuckoo sing,
I know not why the children run
When the school bell does ring.

I know not the joys of sports
And glories of victory there,
In the game of life, I have been
Nothing, but a failure.

Destined to do heavy routine work
Is only my life’s goal,
Added to that is injustice
Burdened upon my soul.

No! No! No more can I
Afford this compulsion,
I want to break the bounds
And march ahead towards my destination.

I want to fly like a bird in the vast blue sky
With wide wings of freedom,
And wonder about across the world
Of village, country and kingdom.

I want to be the king of my soul
And sing with the world together,
I too want to find my place on earth
Among all the others.