Saturday, August 24, 2024

SHAM AND SHAMELESS

The society has and heals its own scars,
then why is it that they are  only ‘hers’?
Why is it then that men don't have any -
whereas they outnumber ‘hers’ by many?
It is an irony as such, the ways of ‘men’ -
savages get their way every now and then.
Tormenting the flesh, bones and the soul -
tragic as to how it has never taken its toll.

Born of women and then put to shame -
from times of old it has remained the same.
You burn candles, lit torches and bonfire -
shameful how it's lost - the ‘essence of ire’.
Placards! Protests! What is it that you need?
No cries of conscience but injustice indeed.
Pillaging of cities and ravaging of innocence -
Who stands up now to mend the broken fence?

The hell on earth was made by those men -
born here of filth and scum, time and again.
This echoes injustice! It's but a political sham -
I know not of others but yes, ashamed I am.
Tear the rotting flesh, let their bones be creaked,
how a motherly soul in night helplessly shrieked.

Prasenjit©2024



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