It is really sad,
You unmasked your face
And your eyes, both
Left and the right
Dry and empty
Not even a tiny little drop
Of your crocodile tears
Produced and nurtured before…
Your eyes, both
Left and the right
Like drought ridden fields
Motionless, staring
Watching the people
Dead, wounded and the homeless
The orphaned children and
The childless parents…
It is really sad,
You revealed your heart
Stubborn, biased
Adamant, die-hard
Hollow and empty
Not even the fake anxieties
Of your manufactured emotions
Produced and nurtured before…
Your heart, inward
And beyond the surface
Like the dead sea, died long ago
Evolving around the
Racial stupidities, hatred
Maintaining political silence
Witnessing the massacres
Witnessing the genocide
It is really sad,
You unveiled your soul
The entire spectrum
Crocked, sneaky
Immoral and remorseless
Not even any false projection
Manipulative and deceptive
Produced and nurtured before…
Your soul, unhinged
Exalted and proud enough
To celebrate an ethnic cleansing
Dancing to the tune of war cries
Composed by the zealots,
Waiting every day for more and more
War crimes, new massacres
New massacres more war crimes!
28th December 2023
©NilavroNill
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War is part of the ill minded individuals to reduce the population, earn huge profits by selling weapons and medicine, create the right environment for diseases and experiment on us.
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