Whispers of a broken heart!!!!!

Gazed upon with the feeling of hate,

He is that tiny rat!

Desolution thou compatriot,

And accusation,your regular enemy,

Scampering on roads,running and screaming.

The fear of being crushed,

the fear of being abondoned.

He lives under the shadow of other creatures,

Yet seeks out fot the light,

Which is not in his destiny,

But dont we make our own destiny.

Not with this poor fellow,

All the gifts he ever receives are in his dreams;

Which is limited to his small sleeping hours.

Honked by big cars or being chased by dogs.

Always in hunt for a shelter.

Whatever he acquired was hastily taken back,

And he never cursed;

With fears of the whole universe

All he is able to do is whisper!!!

Those whispers which even the pied piper could not hear;

Does a rat have a heart??
I dont know,does anyone???
Yet when listened carefully.....

there are sumthing which his broken hearts wants to convey;

A feeling so true,

It makes my vision blurry.

My hands tremble to go further;

I stop,but only to feel worse,

I see that rat praying........

His tiny eyes closed,

Dont know what he prays for???

Maybe,

for happiness,

for companionship,

for food,

for forgiveness,

Or for another life!!!!!!