Poetry

Fraternity

People

In groups

In power

Control mechanisms

Falsified concepts of brotherhood

Taking charge

Moulding future

 

There!

He walks-

Overpowered

Outnumbered

Extinguished

Their words,

Self-sacrificing fools,

Tools for throwing away dignity

Pursuit of selflessness

 

Yet he walks,

Erect frame

Unclouded mind

Not a cog in the machine.

They laugh

Smirk

Kick dirt and spit.

But he has loved-

Himself more than the system

The rotting away chains of mutual destruction

They don’t matter-

Postions, opinions and beliefs.

It doesn’t matter. All the war.

Taking one battle at a time.

A known end,

Clueless guardians of complicated simplicities

Never stood a chance.

Let them fool themselves,

Opine another man’s thoughts

Second-hand voices

Their number and power doesn’t matter

They can stand to not know.

 

But he shrugs, and sparks a light

Eyes concealing his years.

A thin smile growing behind the smoke

He knows.

 

About the Author

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 Rohan Mukherjee

Ridiculously omnipresent | CEO & Founder of Grayscale Legal | Fellow at The Kairos Society | Percussionist | Doodler | Professional mocker

 

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