“Once
pronounced a culprit
Your
leftover innocence mocks you
While
your futile struggle offers little help
To
climb out of the swamp of indifferent hearsay
Left
to sink beneath the porous ground
Built
upon heaps of morality
That
were never meant to carry
Slightest
weight of reason
You
are only to find solace
In
warmth of shame and guilt
While
losing breaths over damned mud
it
fills your body as hungry larvas
lurking
to lick you off your bones
as
if to wipe your dirty existence
and
naked of your foul defense
declared
evil, you are to be burnt
fire
fueled by surmises does well
you
scream would turn out as empty howl
for
laughing passing by gushing winds
while
virtuous gods would celebrate
the
ceremonial end of a declared vice
Justice
must be delivered
Or
so they say, indeed!
you
must not seek any help, but suffer
for
being marked an outcast
you
have only self to blame…”
Praveen Parasar
15/02/2017
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