Song Of Genocide Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Forgive me My Lord
I can't forgive
Such war criminal
Can't I
And love here means the genocide
Brutal, cruel and barbaric
Merciless the butcher yet not necked wolf
Pleasing language flirts you with logic
It arrows to a truth believed by common people
Civilization means the art of hiding truth
By undefined ocean of glittering lies

No sacred hands to hold the life again to dawn
Forgive My Lord
Perhaps animality again we need to reestablish
Our hunting culture!

Pranab k c
21/09/2025