What A Crime!!!

What have I done?

Have I done wrong?

Should I be held responsible?

A perpetrator, I’m not

It wasn’t my fault

A crime that fully exists,

Affecting lives full of worth,

Yet the laws of the land don’t see,

Yet the laws of the land can’t punish,

Yet this crime keeps punishing lives.

Lives full of potentials have been wiped out;

Lives full of freams have been diminished;

Lives full of visions have gone blind;

Lives full of worth have been evaporated.

A crime where the victim, not the perpetrator,

Goes on trial for the rest of its life.

A trial that courts can’t comprehend.

A trial not commensed in the four walls of a building,

But in the circular walls of the mind.

A trial that causes anarchy of the mind,

A destruction of the soul,

It’s a wheel that carries the emotion of the soul

On a fast lane without a hold

It has caused a civil war of the mind.

The once worthful life has been made worthless;

A life that seems like cabbage on the inside;

A life that is worse than a filthy garment;

A life that has long stopped believing in love;

All it sees are fears, hurts, pains, and chaos.

Can there be a liberating experience for this life?

Can there be healing for this soul?

What a Crime!!!