CONCRETE JUNGLE

In four wall prison
I cry for my mom
My mom comes rushing
With some pain on face
She asks to slow down
And feeds her milk
My hunger satisfies
But creates confusion
Slowly i understand
I was crying loudly.

I am grown up now
Play with kids outside
I hit a goal and celebrate
Daddy comes angrily
Asks me to study
My heart is juvenile
My mind is made mature.

I don't like my parents
Then i come to know
That we live in jungle
A jungle of concrete
Where king is invisible
But he rules you wholly
Here your dreams sucks
Living for them rocks
You lived for yourself and win
They fail your victory
You live for them and loose
They pass your failure.