They Are Not Facades


Sighs alliterate
Jazz in heart ceases to rhyme
Art turns artless
And science becomes unscientific
Wizards’ charms drip their effect
Sages’ wisdom wears broken frames

When the melody of miseries
Are sung at homes and streets
When proud branding
Of mankind is carried out

Hey,hold! Hang on!
Not their liberty
Not their dreams
Can you look with your eyes
At the uncontaminated smiles
On their countenance
Are they facades
With the animate glossy veneer?

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