I was there; in an unknown place
Tied in a plump chair that I could feel
I thought like they will cut my flesh
As it was just an act of reel
It was dark, not even a ray of light
I tried hard to become light
Light – I do not simply mean light weighted
I mean a wanted to become ignited
I wanted to become something
Which could burn all of them
–All the evil.
Day and night I hoped.
One day I saw a man
Who seemed more evil
Than anyone else.
He brought me water in a steel bottle
And told, “Be ready.”
I took the bottle
And beat him on his head.
He lied unconscious.
I torn my rope with the knife he brought
And I escaped.
In my front, lied a future of hope
Which I had only hoped for these 10 years
Since I was kidnapped.