I was born with you,
I struggled a lot to be there;
You and your views, as they thrived upon me,
They lead me to nowhere.

I was trapped in the web of your opinions, a long before mine were made,
I swam in the ocean of your thoughts, that got me drowned and I was dead.

I wish when I was born, you’d have just let me be,
I wish I was given a chance to see the world the way I wanted,
Before your worldly wisdom overlapped me.

I think I would have lived for long,
If I wasn’t forced to sing your song;
I think I would have introduced something so peaceful to the world,
If only I was free to be who I were.

I wish I take birth again with someone new,
I wish my existence be strong, not as fragile as a dew.

I hope this time you’ll let me live,
You’ll let me bloom to see what I may give.

I am born everyday, I’m born with everyone,
You kill me each time with your dogmatism,
Then you start complaining about me not being there;
Oh murderers! No offence,
Hope we see each other really soon.

Yours,
Innocence

Yukti Trivedi