268. Bleak Today!

I burn the biomass
I am accused of polluting the air.
I am chased out of everywhere
I have yet to catch my breath.

I have no alternative
I am feeling numb
I need to rub
My hands and thumb.
Shivering on the cold stone
I huddle close to the fire
Wishing for it to engulf me.

I am not out here to kill

I am not here to celebrate life.
Torch me for  a bonfire tonight
Relive me from this battle to breathe. 

O! do not preach
Sitting from your luxurious homes.
Sermons are easy

Reality is crude.

Unless you improve my plight.
Don't expect 

Your tomorrow to be bright
In the light of my Bleak Today !

@Binita Jha