Drops of shame
In this tradition of hypocrisy,
Rich sea of shams,
Virtue hides behind sanctimony,
Watch dogs are drooling at the prize,
The sins dine on a golden platter,
Simplicity lies shattered,
Truth bound in iron chains,
Chained to the legs of blind rats
Love lives in schools
Patience in monastery
Compassion in the books
Innocence is lost at birth
Sex is sold for ego
Lust is sold for cents
Honesty lies six feet below the ground
Farmers weep, worms they reap
There is no beauty beyond makeup
It is December before June
Racism hides below the skin
Friendship wears a pacemaker
Children are born out of mistakes
Freedom grins in an invisible cage
Greed rules the day
The saints don’t have a say
Bitter is the sweat on failure’s skin
Death dwells in denial
Beyond this and that
In this empty world
There is nothing more
And nothing less
Of course Other than shame,
Drops of shame drops of shame.
poem by Reshma Ramesh
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