personal, family then social!

the 2 year innocent child's eye is no longer innocent
he's been cursed by the incident
when his ma painted in red with her won inner color
sleeping quietly on the chaos road
when the nervous system breaks down
by the bullet in her head
he sense his near-to-sibling
the 7 month fetus in the dead mother's womb
asking him to save
but all he can do was to watch it dying
slowly like a sunset.
all he does was to cry and cry
felt his bone sweating

that night, in his dream
he grew up with a strong arm
walking on the road where he lost his ma and unnamed-sibling
holding the same gun as they had
indulging the same killing like they did
producing the same person like he is
coz he thinks, this is life
coz they makes him think, this is life

it was a harebrained incident
a personal loss, gravely peril
a family, becoming unfortunate
no one is to blame
a society, who takes all the blame
and degrading and degrading...