Round face with a tint in his eyes,
he came to me and held my hand,
his hands shivered, blood rushed to his face
he was scared and shocked...
Stammered, tried to speak
but his voice dint reach his throat ..
Then suddenly i heard him moan,
that's when i first saw a man crying..
My feet froze and my eyes dried.
suffocated to death,
but he still managed to breathe
he narrated HISTORY(his-story) to me
how a keeper, turned devil
gave him a life full of vacuum..
The demon killed him more each night.
he never uttered a word ,in awe
and lost a bit of himself each time
for years he bellowed
but people around had gone deaf
each time coerced in this inhuman act,
but he still chose to be silent.
One fine day he denounced
got slapped and kicked
nobody believed him...
Next night he stood up for himself
and brightened it with flames
alas he set him on fire..
Though he cried a lot on his demise
but the shackles were broken now
he could breathe freely for once..
This couldn't have been pardoned anymore
inequitable but yet quintessential...
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