Tainted with Love by Ananya S Guha

Whither the dead
ha’ penny thoughts
the tortoise and the hare
run, in this impending fun
..
Brown soldiers black
black, brown
their shirts are shrivelled
into guns they hold
..
Terrorists come and go
the common man might
know, who the soldier
who the terrorist
the police arrive to gun
both
it is mayhem
and the gaping wound
that tells all the sorrow.
..
At crack of dawn
a son is born
father murdered
mother prepares
three coffins
for father, son and
mother.
..
I say my prayers quietly
what do soldiers want?
where is the brave war
and what are suicide squads?
the rose buds faint in red
tulips open into gaping wound
my praying beads are tainted
with love.
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