Hope amidst the riots
Where the word peace is now hated,
Where once neighbours are now the hated,
The streams of reason has dried up
Minds are in chains and usurped
Where the voices of good people drowns,e
the mindless mobs runs the towns
Where lips speaks of peace while hearts murder
Justice cries alone in a corner
In such an accursed land, children cries;
for many have become orphans as fathers dies
The grasslands have turned into deserts
Once happy Homes are now deserted
The once bustling streets are now empty
Devoid of laughter, mirth and merry
Where have all the leaders and saints gone
When you are most needed at home
Cries of "where is home?" reverberates
through these forsaken land of tears
There I heard a voice, calling out
That there is still hope amidst the riots
On bended kness, I prayed;
for an end to being played
This nightmare will also pass;
for time heals all at last.
Ode to my #manipurisburning
Copyright Lenn Chongloi
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