Crave for Love

We're the neglected ones.

I pulled the carts
Now, I am driven out.

I earned money for my master
For the dry grass offered to me.

I endured the pain of the whip
Sweated to reach the places in time.

There were no offers
Emptiness marked his coffers.

He bought an auto
Driving me out was his motto.

I guarded the godown at nights
He gave me the half rotten food.

I showered love
Tolerated the twitching and thrashes.

I played with his children
Who made me feel like heaven.

I bit a thief
Who happenned to be the area chief.

I was tied to the pole
The iron rod made many holes.

I left in a hurry
There were not many to worry.

We showed them love
We toiled for them.

We are now left alone
We surely have no one.

Let us be together
The wounds give us no bother.

Let us never worry
It's they who need to feel sorry.