JEREMIAD: "LIFE HAS LOST ITS TASTE" BY CYRA

Llife seems a challenge 

yet I have no face to face challenge 

the world seems to be against

early mornings I am up to hustle 

just to lay something on the table 

disappointments knocks my door 

as the day ends embarrassing 

long days travel 

unhumiliating  scorching sun 

just to go back empty handed 

weird sounds from my empty stomach 

they say imperfection is ditched to perfection 

but I see death more better than reflection 

for my life is truly in starvation 

I can't cope up with narration 

the chain seems quiet long 

daddy ditched mummy 

mummy ditched me off to streets 

street has now eliminated me 

I have no one to watch over 

life has turned everything over 

my own me I lack value in me 

miracles happen but not someone like me 

I wish the ground would open up 

swallow me to the forgotten world 

not to leave even a mark of my bliss or my grief .

CYRA THE POET

(Dripping Pen)

The poet persona laments over the challenges in the world and wishes that the ground swallows him. He does not want to be remembered for his happiness or sadness.