Broken State
Between the cry of the crowd and screams that were getting loud,
There was no outsider, they were neither one of us,
But in the name of one among us, they killed many who were like us,
The chants of, 'rape her, torture her', were loud,
Yes, I was scared, not just for me, but for my state that was now broken,
Houses were burnt, and people were killed, they said it was for justice,
Justice, I smile, I feel puzzled, I mean is it, really,
In this question of nationalists against infiltrators, who is right and who is wrong, I don't know,
But as the blood flows through the streets, they smile,
They smile looking into our eyes, as we stand helpless, wishing for the nightmare to end,
Politicians, all come and go, commending the death of our torched houses and scorched dreams,
And amidst all that, here stood I, witnessing the fall of every life, one more time.
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