Monday, February 22, 2021

CUPID'S ARROW

They talk of cupid's arrow - of love
which seems to have missed its mark.
They have killed the white dove
and is now crawling in the dark.

They who talk of Nations big, and
squash the people they think small.
They who belong to the soulless band
stood on heaped bodies to appear tall.

They who dug diamonds from the pit
never saw sunshine for many ages.
Those beaten are now crawling bit by bit,
the Hon'ble now rests in history pages.



Prasenjit©1997-2021

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