This feeling is deep, this feeling is profound;
I do not know how to express; words have lost their bound

Have been committed, risen in hour of need,
Still ridiculed by you and sycophants; as if on wounds these vultures feed

I may be relegated, wretch by disdain,
May go shout in the woods, I am in pain;
But will persevere this attack you inflict,
My work will answer you, while silence stays strict.

© Kapil Sareen