Lying on my bed with eyes open wide,
A sense of helplessness and fear.
I could feel the black clawy hands near,
The cruel night gave me no place to hide.
I tried to think what I have done,
As the hands tried to choke my breath.
Push me to the hell beneath,
I was sure that I never harmed anyone.
Then I realized my grave mistake,
I tried many ways of hiding my face.
I have become a part of this power-hungry race,
Humanity and sentiments are all but fake.
What have I done to cure someone’s pain?
What have I done to make the world better?
I have just become everyone’s debtor,
Aimless running only behind my gain.
I sat up on my bed sweating profusely,
Was it a dream or the bitter most reality?
It showed me the mankind’s fragility,
Time to give back to the world selflessly.