Parasites

By Yashika Taneja

They, they, they

Eat my entrails away

Suck on my heart

With blood thirsty art

On my bones they gnaw

I wince with an awe

On my flesh they feast

With inhibition in the least

They thrive on my money

Gobble meat, milk, and honey

They keep asking for more

Leaving me dry and sore

They are my very own

In their soil, I was sown

I am their guinea pig

Into my depths they constantly dig

I, I, I,

How long will I ply?

No more can I provide

By demands I cannot abide

I want to end the story

Lest it turn really gory

Till my nerves start to bleed

And my breaths no more heed!!

No more will I comply

To these creatures vile and sly

Faces dripping with greed

They call themselves pedigree breed

They hoard and hoard, keep hoarding

Jewels, foodstuff, and clothing

Still, they are always running short

Satisfaction in their eyes never caught

They call me their very own

Really, they belong to no one

My heart rips open and bleeds

For respite to them I plead

They suck, they drain my open heart

Their loving words prick me like a dart

I yearn and yearn and yearn to die

Leave these slithering, starving creatures sly

I sell myself, a whore on the street

To let them enjoy belches of the treat

Oh, I trade with the devil, my own soul

To fulfil chalked out by them, my role

No more, no more, no more

Will I listen to ideal folk lore

I shall, I shall, I shall REBEL

Let my people go to HELL!!

By Yashika Taneja