Not catastrophic
but move of conceit
.... this date, a Deamon.
.... this day, unearthly,
mythical desire we hold birthly.
'We the people' are celebrating WHAT?
.... when no breed has salt!
How is civilization alive,
when compassion is dead?
Robbed citizens with nude skin,
rotten soles laying in muslin,
and all inks mocked for dustbin.
- Tanya Kaur
(B.A. (H) English, 3rd year)
(Edited by Debaruna and Pallavi
Art curated by Ritika)
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