Through glitzy aisle
Through glitzy aisle Prerna Mishra Ooh! Yes I see it, Confounded and stupefied. I see the passion, That got lost, Staggers through glitzy aisle. I implore, not all Just a quarter of it, For sorority. For I am scared of this race Who says “nuclear weapons for peace”! Who believes earth will soak all, All its treacherous deeds! Who says “freedom”! But will decimate In the name of Religion and gender. Who feels the heat Albeit, says “what climate change”? Who disdains at blight of poverty Rationalizing it as “fate”! Yes I see it, Confounded and stupefied As it staggers through glitzy aisle.