Piece of a man scattered
His dreams shattered
Bullied by the gaints of life
Success taunts him
Poisoning his good heart
Dignity straddles of the fences
As his role as a man is
Challenged by preconceived notions
Hence, the shade
Of his skin, fed up he doesn't give a F***
Into the castle of self, leaving
Only a hidden entrance, Periodically
He sneaked out.
Wakeel
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