a gruesome truth we dare not speak
of violence with its bloody taunt
such terror stories seldom haunt
in lands where casteist pyres reek
how long the poem abject sung
how long the murder and mayhem
how long the bridling of the tongue
how long the rift of us and them
i sometimes pray a futile whine
its all thats left of weak protest
Lord dont put us to the test
We cant win – so pretend its fine
Godfrey D’Lima, SJMPSM
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