An Escape Route.

Am I a victim or criminal All of you to decide In this scorching sun heat Through the tarred surface of road With heavy chains and painful feelings I am compelled to walk in a procession I am decorated and ornamented for beauty But the beauty of mind humans bereft Or forgot in years while dealing us The ear breaking drum beats I hear The shouts of people I remember Sounds of fire works makes me wild A little time I forgot myself And attempted for an escape to the wild Where my mind was not in my control Obstacles were many, but I continued The journey of escape but speed run I swam across the river within minutes I passed the habitats in such a haste People shouting followed me I knew Someone came in front of me in chance That I tried to remove him as an obstacle The people says I was mad enough And a life lost in my escape route I was shot at with sedative drugs they say And now I am chains and ruining my life Say who is the culprit, man or beast Try to understand the feelings of an elephant And at least give us a proper treatment.