Fourlinegraphia

I do not fear dying without my consent-  it is living on this earth that fills my heart with dread. On the road ahead,what hurdles lie in wait for me? They say, “Keep moving forward”but forward to where? Who decided this destination? Whom did I ask to be born? Whom did I request for this body? Why does this very breath enter and leave my chest without my permission? Why am I made to walk without my consent? Outside doors I never opened, who wrote my name?On paths I never chose, who drew my footprints? “You must live,” they say-by whose law? “You must endure,” they say-by whose fate? “You must succeed,” they say-by whose yardstick? If I fall, many call out, “Get up!” But when I asked, “Why are we running?” the entire world fell silent. Oh world that claims ownership of my dreams, why do you put a price tag on my fears? Around me stand invisible walls in the name of family,  in the name of society,in the name of fear, in the name of a sweet lie called “For your own good.” To eve...

 I do not fear to die without consent, It is living on this earth that fills my heart with dread; What hurdles wait for me along the road ahead, And who decided where my journey should be spent? Whom did I ask before my life began to flow, Who gave this frame, this breath that enters without choice? Outside unopened doors, who wrote my name and voice, And drew my footprints on the paths I did not know? By whose unyielding law am I compelled to live, By whose heavy decree must I endure this pain? When I fell down, you called for me to rise again, Yet when I asked "Why run?", what answer could you give? Oh world that claims to own every dream I keep, Why do you fix a price on every fear I feel? Behind invisible walls of home and public zeal, I ask just one thing: where is my consent so deep? Inside me sits a hand that holds the guiding reins- Is it fate, or God, or rules, or prisons of my mind? I do not wish to break the people that I find, I only seek to tear away these heavy ...