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Sep 2023
A fire in my belly roars
****** cringe for dinner
If I finish
    all the dishes
        am I still a sinner?

Can’t pick your poison
In a usurper’s market
You’re scrolling
    through the trolling
        of the disregarded

Climbing down
from this energy
to make you a final appeal..

Can you hear
the sound of rebellion?
One in a million
Drowning in the distance

Take my hand
before it’s too late to carry on
and we’re off to oblivion
Tonight’s our last dance

                    ...

‘Become anti-fragile!’
The new prophet says
When you type
    ‘wanna die’
        on the internet

Strip till your soul is naked!
Why’s no one listening??
There’s no purpose
    to this service
        that’s on offering

Climbing down
from this energy
to make you a final appeal..

Can you hear
the sound of rebellion?
One in a million
Drowning in the distance

Take my hand
before it’s too late to carry on
and we’re off to oblivion
Tonight’s our last dance

                     ...

                Underneath,
Lost inside a sea of darkness
                   Finally,
I might be seeing a ray of sunshine
             I’m reaching out
   Amidst all the background
                      So..

Burn the book of faces
Hunt the little blue birds
Break the lenses
    of the senseless
        little micro cult

Taste the steel and stone
Past the trigger warnings
Past the snipes
    and the swipes
        of mock-up darlings

Climbing down
from this energy
to make you a final appeal..

Can you hear
the sound of rebellion?
One in a million
Drowning in the distance

Take my hand
before it’s too late to carry on
and we’re off to oblivion
Tonight’s our last dance

Our last chance.

-x-
chitragupta
Written by
chitragupta  28/M/India
(28/M/India)   
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     Sarita Aditya Verma
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