through a single frame
their arduous life i tried
to bare working here as
migrants after the 93 riots
they got scared , hindus
muslims polarized by rogue
politicians nobody cared
a blot on the name of mumbai
the CM lit his cigar as death
chaos prevailed everywhere
the PM the Defense Minister
watched as Mumbai burnt
helpless ensnared now all
forgotten lives all indian
unnecessarily lost a thought
to spare ...a picture painful
memories a thought i share
the law of nemesis the hand
that rocked the riot gasping
for survival sinking in the quicksand
their opponents now sitting comfortably
in their chairs ,,, achhe din ayen ya
na bhi ayen fuck who really cares ,
