familiarity breeds contempt.

human beings lying dead,
anywhere, due to any cause,
contorts your face.
nose covered with the hanky,
eyes darting away from the sight,
you fervently wished you had
not crossed the way.

poor man!
no bier waits for him.
except the municipal van.

for
dogs dying on the street
the animal activists preponderate,
for
tigers dying in the forests,
half a million signatures
to the govt,

for
an indian
awaiting sure death
from the noose in a foreign land,
no signature,
no activist,
no breast beating
from politicians,
and
pseudo patriots.

..atp.
19.03.2008.

samyak jain

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