Sunday, 29 October 2023

ANOTHER


She lies awake 

On the margins of today’s newspaper 

Still undead (to the world)

At the age of fifteen.


In block capitals it says,

‘ANOTHER’

Another? 

‘ANOTHER VICTIM OF A GROUP SEXUAL ASSAULT’.

Tomorrow it’ll be ANOTHER 

Written in another colour,

And yet ANOTHER,

Even after ten years of time

Still ANOTHER;

As long as the loopholes of law and order 

Defend the limits of love,

Only to fill newspapers with

Headless figures (never beheaded)

And lines quoted from 

‘Defense against limits of love’.


And she will forever, till death 

lie awake undead (to the world)

On the margins of

Daily newspapers. 

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