Violence - A Poem
Violence
The air we breathe
Senseless denial
make dread of days to come
refusals continuing
glorified, standardized, made the norm
by social scientists, politicians, all
the few who don’t agree are minority...
It was a bloodless violence no physician willing to treat
The chased seen on the scrolls of honor in the lands they fled to
In the Dow Jones and the ess and pees...
Woo them now
As saviors of the chasers who still
Persist
Keeping the dead alive
Chasing the living
Language stifles...
The air still is full of senseless denial
And of bloodless violence
A.Thiagarajan
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