My soul is burning.
But still, I am alive.
My body is burning.
But still, I am alive.
Soul burners
Body cremators
Are cheering at each other.
But still, I am alive.
Fighting for human status
Fighting for human equality
Fighting for freedom
Fighting for respect
Fighting for dignity
Fighting for identity
Fighting for recognition
Fighting for liberty
Fighting for life
- Author: Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla ( Offline)
- Published: May 25th, 2023 00:59
- Comment from author about the poem: The soul and body are metaphors for voiceless communities. Burners and cremators are tormentors of voiceless groups. Human or social categorizations of people are soul and body burners and cremators in any society. Let us fight against human categorization in any form.
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Comments1
We don't have to fight what we already know to be true.
BLM, LGBTQ, or any marginal voice teaches to fight, fight, fight for freedom.
It takes two to fight
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