Outrage

Who are you if not your anger
How will your crowds you draw
The crows they crow in unison
Bringing the murder to the caw

How will you even know you exist
If your outrage does not ensign
The soldiers of battles virtual
Following the hashed line

Would you even be heard
Would your being be worth a thing
What would be the worth of your word
If you could not whip up a sting

Come, and join the tribe at the trivia
Come let’s meet at the gates
Raising it together at the virtual cafeteria
For the moment we are mates

(c) Meeta Sengupta

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