A traitorous season stays
Dysfunctional, but clearly, that’s the choice
Delusional rage over truth spelt out for the first time
It takes time to sink in through asphalt paths
Truth is more likely to be trampled
Faustian values survive without being fed
Being in hibernation in underground labyrinths
Spewing the poisons of fatal darkness
Truth is lame or being maimed
Stoking the spirit of hatred in minds
That space is controlled with firm hands
A psychological subjugation of misanthropes
Trying to be eloquent with faults
Simple cracks have become fault lines
~Amitav
Amitav Chowdhury 