They Stitched My Tongue
THEY STITCHED MY TONGUE
&
they stitched my tongue with their arrogant clubs
and robbed me naked for the mindless YELLOW
swishing their blinding blades letting out my throbbing RED-
i became a tattered football in the game of their orgy
and suffocated drenched in their nasty abuses in flood-
my journeys in city buses resembled my funeral procession
with unruly namesake students battering the interior-
the courts transformed into centres of lawlessness and deceit
and the angel of blinded justice drowning in the seas of violence-
the unions, like kids, tearing to pieces the toy of industry-
the politicians, steeped in corruption and arrogance from tip to toes
yes, there is the pitiful wail of dharmaa on the flesh-strewn streets!
&
S.CHANDRA KALAADHAR
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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