I Like To Be

A black puppy on the road to heaven but scared of rabies. A Well-to-do lady will take me on her way bounds home. If I am a pebble at a riverside or a pearl in a deep sea. Remove my heavy garments and be naked at a peak of a mountain before I jump. A new born child as a God son in a quiet isolated nunnery. An unburned candle in a poorest hut. A pencil sketch drawing of a blind shepherd and a sorrowful song of a dumb lass. A soot on a chimney of an exploitation human factory. I want to go back to my village old thatch school and learn with my kind teachers again the meaning of life. Sleep besides my poor mom and I promise her this time to be a man and help each other. A safety pin of a hand grenade and explode in the pockets of war mongers. (If all the war victimized widows requested only.)