Born


Azaan

We are born to the sounds of sirens and gunshots

And volition we covet

We learn sects and religions

Before we learn to spell the word Peace

Wealth and power

Have become the endgame – no care for casualties along the way

Never mind those who preach false

And support the bookkeeping of life

Our skins house indifference

Welcome to the land of ‘let them die lest they be us’

Let me show you our beautiful Arabian Sea

Blood flows here regularly

 

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