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Counting The Cost

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In perilous instances of contemplation
the support of survival gets blended
in shredding machines of chatter
until meaning gets lost in the background
with spinning logos taunting the mind,

polished by the hand holding the leash.
A slap awaits any who question why
people get born every second with a
cost of debt upon their heads like a trap

primed to be sprung by lapdog campaigns
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Sathyanarayana M V S 27 October 2009

Thought provoking. Very powerful poem.

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