Disappearing

Of all that has disappeared, who will speak for them

At this hour, when days are erroneously amplified

Offered as an unwanted gift, intruding the morning

The Sun speaks rather harshly, setting the tone

Scorching emotions ignite the latent intolerance

Amongst all, the eyes have witnessed ghastly images

Vanishing pools reflect the pernicious realities

Trickles of hope, somewhere settled deeper

Nights give them hope, they faintly emerge

No one speaks of the time, the silence is deafening

~Amitav