I Abhor This Life, I Hate

If an but actually I don’t like I like straight forward answer Without delay on the spot I know why the delay is? You will concoct the conspiracy You will make a book, cover like Kashmir I know the reality, aware I am, don’t teach Beautiful sentences away from the thought Only to make fool and nothing else I want image of the thought that should Come for debate, accept and be accepted Terrorizing killing creating havoc Life you made hell I abhor this life, I hate O man, life is given by heaven, the Lord And terrorist you spit on that gift Life is not chewing-gum Chewed with gun and thrown What am I? You should know I will pull the dying sun And make the darken lap barren And I will bring the early dawn By pulling brightness I will be thy fuel.