Onus Some are bred to always take the fall There’s a reason they’re allowed to live In tumult of war, in triumphant peace In hate or love or mundane things Onus of everything going wrong On their shoulders, will always fall ©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Everything’s bad The wind and rains As thunder claps Scream over my head Lightening hurts Blinds my eyes Rain soaks in Chills my bones As wind keeps throwing Banging me around I keep looking For someone blame Should I be angry At the dark clouds Or the screaming winds Who get them here Or guys … Read more