A burning stink filled the room…
A burning smell engulfed the roads…
A burning smell overwhelmed our existence!
I, me and myself escaped unhurt…
You, yourself and scores of others left the room!
But they could not!
They were not thinking death
They were not talking politics
They were not wearing their religions!
They were living…
They were dreaming…
They were drinking the coffee of life!
And so the coffee was spilled
And so the cups were shattered
And so they were cremated …
In fragments of decomposed fetter!
I, Me and myself sat and passed a sigh!
You, Yourself and scores of others turned the T.V on
They died my death again! They died your death again!
The killer is not singular
The killer doesn’t have a name
The killer is the one residing…
Just between you and me!
The killer is the division
The killer is border herself
The killer is that single truth…
That breaks US into You and ME!
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