Unexpected
Tear-gas gunned.
Water-canons-shot;
Beaten...
Thrashed...
I, the unemployed
Stood before that police
One among them
Who had not got the payment himself
At least for a year
Just like me
Happened to lift his police-pole
To hit me
And when he found him facing
His own unpaid brother
Only tears could well up
In both
27 December 2021
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