Yearnings unfilled
Hollows me
The crowd cheers on
Laughter deluge my cries
And none saw
The silence, the tension
The dying embers
The shredding of life
I walked home dead
Suicide note wasn’t found
Dem hypocrites cried
Distant relatives became close
To mock me
Wasn’t it stupid?
They ask
Couldn’t he talk?
When nobody heard when I called
Nobody pulled my hand
As currents swept me under
Death lurks in the corners when it scents no helping hands near a bleeding soul. Great lines, George!
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Thanks Sunith. We’re blinded by normalcy, we can’t inquire why shoulders droop and faces get weary…the result is people die n rot in our midst
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