The Culprits

By Vageesha in Poems » Long
Updated 23:39 IST Jun 23, 2022

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Everytime, I knew, I would hear it again 

Tires me to wonder if they'd ever stop even after the blood rain 

Endured with a hand that contained a knife 

It was their zest in life 

After knowing and revelation, titled them as culprits 

Time flew, stories forgotten and thrown in pits 

What more could be done as some thought of spreading awareness too 

How much and on what level is ask, and would that make the problem 'shoo'?

Well, awareness can be heard deftly 

But applied only when our hearts attain it willingly.

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