Racial Colors

by on February 8, 2015 :: 0 comments

…they came at the door rushing
in tens
groped
held
tied me
tight

poured cold colors
yellow
violet
green
pink
sprinkled murky water
bottled from common tap

they
cheered
laughed and yelled

united colors of India

come evening
they gathered all
except me
for a meaty meal

i asked
why am i not on the list

you are an outsider of other caste here
in came the answer

i said

you said

united colors of India
this noon

aha
that was just for fun
and
you were a point of that

remember
in spite of colors
we still are divided
you jerk

they yelled in chorus
and i died

a racial death

editors note:

A sick, insidious system; turns all colors gray, all hearts cold. (We welcome Aniruddha to our Contributing Poets with this submission.Read more of his madness on his new page – check it out!) – mh

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