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Sunstroke
A Dawn to Dusk Strike
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Infinitesimal strides of a slithering python-like procession
Cleaving a deep gorge on our landscape.
Our fists held high like a burning torch
The light at the end of an epoch-long tunnel.
We paint our canvas with the color of the sky
Our crescendos are alliterative.
Only our sun will rise tomorrow
We could be the sunstroke on your pale privileged pigmentation.
Our lives disentangled from yours like
Disjoint pages in history books coming apart.
We strive to evict a shadow from our lives
Like the moon laboring out of an eclipse.
[9 April 2018, All Kerala Hartal by Dalit organisations]
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Updated On : 18th May, 2018
