Human Rights(Poem)

The legal—black inked
yellowish inert pages of the constitution
sitting in a lotus posture inside
National museums
could not
catch sight of—

Kaki lathis on the roads
bullets jaywalking
on the sinful skins of people.

Citizens mutilating
flesh on earth
in the name of the holy spirit
on some—nebula world.

Tongues that chant mantras
but
cancels the dignity
of
other genders.

Paper bureaucrats
with loaned power
from people
never paying back the interest.

State
with
a veil of silence,
a baton of arrogance,
and
a flag of violence.

—Drunken citizen.


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