Friday, February 12, 2021

Label


There is a label which,
Followed you to the graveyard!
There is a label which,
Chased you in dreams!
That label, like a dog
Will follow you to your coffin.
That label is the scar,
You got from your cradle.
That label is the drink,
Which gave you identity.
That label is the poison,
Which killed your respect.
That label is the birthmark,
Which made you,
But classified by other.

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