Poem. How and Where Am I Now? – on War Environment for What?

Surrounded by uncertainty and calamities In between unending questions and queries In the middle of sharp nails and arrows Underground on tunnels Listening the threats of bullets Without having knowledge of why, I got lost, I got lost. Death threats from own blood relatives, I am beaten, threaten and treated as enemies, From my own house, I am kicked out, No idea why, but my identity is endangered I got lost, I got lost. Role and responsibilities are piling and piling Unfinished list of job is filing and filing Own blood relatives tearing me apart and nailing In between the ocean of never-ending path I got lost, I got lost. Knocking doors and doors for helpful hand Telling the story of misery, which has unlimited bands Raising the hands as a defeated worrier No one ready to support except knocking out I got lost, I got lost. Stretching my arms to everyone who cross by me Showing the wounds of beaten body and ugly fortune of mine Yearning for love and sympathy of people I am so tired, I am so tired I got lost, I got lost. Dark path with sharp thrones are in front mine The thirsty, hungry, and tired lives are my friends have no shine Asking everyone who cross the road for help Except The negligence, disregard and hate treat no other sign I got lost, I got lost. I don't see the top, neither bottom No direction and the motion Hanging with indefinite time on null I got lost, I got lost. My ground is flooded, and sinking in the tears Beloveds are out of touch and speak in deep rooted fear Standing as dumb, in the sound of bullet and bump I am standing as blind and paralyzed in unknown path I got lost, I got lost. I got lost, I got lost.