Poetic trumpet

Feel Their Pains

I really feel their multiplying pains

I feel their pains since they’re in chain

I feel their pains as they make no gains

I feel their pains as they’re glued in sins

I feel their pains every second that turns

I feel for those who sit by fire and just burn

I feel for those whose eyes just can’t see

I feel for those who can’t drink a cup of tea

 

I feel their escalating pains!!

I feel for those whose ears just can’t hear

I feel for those who just sit & yelp in fear

I feel for those who lack the power to think

I feel for those whose eyes never ever wink

I feel for those whose consciences are dead

I feel for those who can’t find any daily bread

I feel for those who think that  there’s no God

I feel for those who fail to uterlize their rods

I feel for those who often serve two masters

I feel for those who’re blind to possible disaster

 

I feel their multiplying pains!!

I feel for men who prefer triviality to reality

I feel for men who see not changing times

I feel for men who often wear negative eyes

I feel for men who’re blind to the plain truth

I feel for men who just sleep while it is day

I feel for men who fail to make their own way

I feel for men who think it’s good to be a gay

Deep in my heart I share their pains!!