The metropolis has fallen
take to the streets
Ash to ash; dust to concrete
rape, hunger and horror
no time for grief
find and latch on to anything to hold
naked, angry, helpless: humanity is sold
children get tired, scared, dead and cold
walls still stand, but have bullet holes
the politicians have fled; chaos and disorder
cost of electing a demon for a king
no more soldiers at the border
Himanshu Chakravarty Sharma / मंच 