As usual Poem by Kunwar Narain

As usual
this time also
the police reached the place
much after the incident
so that they could record what
the eye-witnesses said. But

except for a heap of ashes
and charred bodies
there were no witnesses

the old and the young
who had built the pyre
with such frenzy
and had lit the fire -
the killers who had fed the flames
with helpless victims and danced . . .

Where did it happen? . . . In this country.
Why does it happen in any country?
In Belsen - Biafra - Belchi - Vietnam -
Bangladesh -