Starting Anew

 It’s nostalgia that you brew 

Oh dear moon of the starry view

On those lonely nights that I lay 

Remembering ones, now far away

Memories replay like music from old cassettes

Of sadness and joy as pairs of undefined sets 

All the seasons of the year passed away

All the wounds you gave are scarring away 

Society that remains with stains of blood 

Of my loved ones who you claimed as odd

Your unquenchable thirst for perfectness 

Detests times filled with joy and happiness 

You were the void harnessing darkness 

For us the measly pawns you oppress 

Puppeteer whose powers were strings

Tied to make us stoop as weaklings

Like mist from the rain in winter break

Hatred and rage made my head shake

For what sin had hanged them this way

“The sin of their low castes,” you say

The sun shone brightly to a new day

With hopes and prosperity to stay

I ask, will this be the perfect day?

For starting anew without going astray 

 Grade : IX, Deerwalk Sifal School