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I do a crime, I wear a smile

I do a crime, I wear a smile
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Naveed Jeelani Khan 

You wake me up with the roaring guns
Fill my sense with cutthroat calculations
I break my fast with your brazen feasts
Tear shells, bullets and other iron beasts

In the valley torn down
I do a crime, I wear a smile

My grave! an exhibition of your nationalism
Pierced eyes! a spectacle of your ableism
Rapes, maims and charrings reveal the barbarism
Shattered souls uncover your dramatic animism

In the valley torn down
I do a crime, I wear a smile

You adorn the face of the rusty colonizers
And march along with your exotic settlers
Every new day, a ceremony of your legislations
Forge the draconians and abolish the rationals!

In the valley torn down
I do a crime, I wear a smile

Only lancing bullets aren’t a must to annihilate
Every psyche here, irreparable of your damage
A stone at your missile, just a symbol of courage
Its the faith holding the dejected up in this voyage

In the valley torn down
I do a crime, I wear a smile

The poet is a PhD Research Scholar, Department of Computer Sciences, BGSBU Rajouri, J&K. He can be mailed at naveedjeelanikhan@gmail.com.

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