Slaves

All that we do never traced its origin
Anywhere in this world of idiots!
And we still belong to them,
Not own ourself to move, sing and dance;
Again we do the chores to live!
Actually surrenders under the norms;
The notions that often alter us,
Changed to destruct the self;
We fear to end up the tolerance,
And react to rebel the milieu!
Weakened the legs, pulled,
Just to lose the carved life,
Built with tears and regrets;
Over the time existed the death,
But we live here in the inferno!
Harder we move to reach,
The hill of liberty, but far away;
Tied up and beaten to live,
Freedom from the prison of life;
The path we never deserved
But, we all are slaves of our life.....