The pain
Shambho , the pain it is
The pain of suspicion
The pain of rejecting
The pain of not knowing
The pain of desiring something
Like a bee sting of not understanding
The pain of fear to express
The pain of not becoming like others
To smile, innocent pain to suppress
The pain is underrated , when
Prejudiced of oneself to express
The pain is the lost child, hiding
In this concrete jungle world
Shmabho the pain it is.
The pain of suspicion
The pain of rejecting
The pain of not knowing
The pain of desiring something
Like a bee sting of not understanding
The pain of fear to express
The pain of not becoming like others
To smile, innocent pain to suppress
The pain is underrated , when
Prejudiced of oneself to express
The pain is the lost child, hiding
In this concrete jungle world
Shmabho the pain it is.