Last Survivor Poem by Ketan Hukare

Feel my pain, I am the survivor
Who has fought till his last breath.
Taste the rain, and its flavor
Of the blood that I have shed.

Come again, under this sky
On the land full of cries and gore.
Look upon these insane, they cry
As they cannot fight any more.

More than ever, I desperately wish
To stand on my feet at least again.
And to never overdue Sun's kiss
To become like a beast again.

Fell my pain, I stand alone
On this vast dead-body-farm.
Many came, but all have gone
Leaving this lonely man-in-arm!