Houses of worship in residential areas
Singing, drumming and dancing all night
Big speakers blaring non-stop loudly
While residents struggle to catch some sleep
Whom did we offend in this land?
With the common man constantly oppressed
A word of protest you cannot utter
The demon you are if you dare.
(Thursday 19th December,2019,12.42am)
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