Monday, December 31

The Bleak Year Ahead


The thinning river of humanity
Black muddy bank of reality
Throbbing sleety rain of tears
That green safe cover that it was
Is now a deserted land
The helping hand that was
Is now dried up rock

Things we cherished
depart day by day
The fear looms
that we shall too perish soon

A murmur from the place
between life and death
A cry for life
A fight for right

Nothing changes
The new year
brings no new hope
Its just another day
For every Nirbhaya alive

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