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Imprints
A martyr poltergeist left an elegy
Not much eulogizing the choice of a strategy.
Its undead friends never met their ends, they cannot be
The least affected by all this atrocity.
A cry of help was muffled
In the ruins of the rubble
And the media hollers, calling it a mere scuffle
What a caricature of the civil who suffer!
People leave fingerprints
Shaded vermillion
They make a mockery of innocents
And then claim to be in favor all along!
People leave imprints
Of things that they cherish
But when the things are left to perish,
Why do we debate the morality of the inherently wrong?
A letter was found, one belonging to a student
Not much did it call the higher powers prudent
Their undead teachers never aided 'creatures', they can't be
The most responsible for all this heat, sir!
A plea of peace was trampled
In the junkyard where the spirits were dampened
And the ignorant, they call for samples
Of godforsaken terrible ideas that will only ever tamper —
People leave handprints
Saturated in blood and sin
Others make a fool of their own kin
Then claim they were patriotic the whole time!
People leave imprint
Of trinkets, their wishlists
And their dreams & desires end up in blacklists
Why do we historically fail to be remotely sublime?
——I don't want to die, it may seem selfish
I wouldn't demise, until I leave an imprint
Why's the legacy of mine, and of others
In homo-sapien orchestrated catastrophic jeopardy?
——I won't deny, I am of no saintly disposition
To declare a functionally sound solution
But even I know, quarrels of mine, and of others
Shouldn't fall in pseudo-'people's welfare' custody!!!
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Leaders leave blueprints
Of their utopias for their nations
But we can't even supply decency to ration
I decree reflection in this sanction
People leave imprints.
Of people they cherish.
They're bloodied, with and without having sinned.
With and without having deserved it.
So now their corpses bleed for the sake of such blunt cretins.
Copyright ©
Mrinalika Chauhan
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