The Policeman's Dilemma
I just realized that the two times I’ve been in a situation of power, I abused my power and then used it to favour myself and my friends for material benefit. The first time was when I was president of a student union body and the second time was when…
Poem 0011 — Selfish
I don’t care about the neighbour who suffers Nor do I care about the beggar who wanders Not even about my brother who blunders Or about my sister who stutters. They can have locusts in place of grasshoppers If they wish, they can all slumber. I don’t care about casualties of a war Nor your stories that consistently bore. Not even your breathing as you snore Or your writhing as you fall. All that matters to me is the reward I will get from living in discord With the people with whom I should’ve been in accord.
Poem 0010 — Alter Egos
Grim soliloquies I speak to the reflection in the mirror And though he’s supposed to be me, He doesn’t mimic my mannerisms So I take a step closer and get lost in his gaze I am now but a reflection of the reflection of my fears. Angry whispers The tales I tell are blown away by the wind It seems the people listening pay no attention So I find a way to make them listen To these songs of experience and of innocence That my broken voice chants.