Prisoner's Song Poem by Zakir Sayeed

A mistake done,
Has made entertainment for lovers of fun.
Is it such a big one?
That i would not be given a second turn.

One thing i realize today
I am a scape goat amidst the fray.
Made a Prisoner of birth all the way.
My conscience died and I lay

Wrong deed turned me blue to red.
The World which I loved said
' the stain of blood is in your hand'
Open up and see you all
I am not as what you see
I got responsibilities too let me free.

I wake up to talk to myself
Ask again am I with the world, that has had me ignored.

Girl, you are my 'ONE', but why
Have you left me to die?
Again i say
The truth is not what you think,
I am just caught in the hype link.
You have lost the trust built in so many years,
Now I am left to swim with my tears.

I hear the voice from my inside,
Saying
Now is the time
Dig six feet under the ground,
Lay down and dont make a sound.
As they say
Blood is all over my face,
The impact is so much that grace cannot replace.
I did it for my ones,
But i failed to know, sometimes even the right is wrong.

My final words of the song for my mom:
'Forgive me, I have lost race,
I cant live with this face'...