Let The Body Die, Why Should I Die?

Let the body die, why should I die? Let whole world cry, why should I cry? It is known to me, this is not my home, My hut is of loam and with lighted tome, Let the body die, why should I die? Let the eyes dry, why should I dry? I know silence is the lethal equipment, That we keep under this firmament, Let the body die, why should I die? Let them be spy, why should I spy? This is the earth and not butchery house Why then chased by cat, killed like mouse? I know and ye must observe and know the crops When a chased dog stops, game of race stops, ©2014 Aftab Alam Khursheed. All rights reserved