Sentenced to urbanisation

I remember my childhood days,

Rolling in the grass so green,

No matter how hard sun tried,

The trees well protected me,

As I lay in the embrace of their shade,

Covered by a sheet of air,

I never felt alone in the solitude,

I could sense the heaven there.

Where have those days gone by,

I still stand under the shade,

But there is cemented sky,

And beneath me stones are laid,

I can do nothing but sigh,

As I feel alone on road,

Listen to the deafening noise,

In that crowd I feel alone.

I remember those careless times,

Powdering myself with dirt,

Running behind those butterflies,

Sleeping on the naked earth,

As I lay in the lap of ground,

Staring at the skies so blue,

Searching faces in those clouds,

Finding faces in the moon.

Where have those days gone by,

I now stay awake with moon,

My eyes get burned up if I,

Look at blue sky in noon,

I just work, shout and cry,

And the life is no more fun,

I spend the nights wondering why,

To this world what we have done.