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By Supriya A., na, India

Frustration is palpable
The pain bites

Other depressed souls
Sing for remuneration
As I wallow,
Pine successfully.

Incompletion stares
Even as I ignore it determinedly.
If only that determination
Could be rerouted.

Unloving, glacial,
Acerbic cardiac conditions
Manipulate them so easily;
Or perhaps they’re overly gullible.

Age is delusional
It could have been humorous
Had it not been so
Bigotedly authoritarian.

I scream, I run,
I act, I deny,
I cry, I defy
While they remain blind.

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