A gory slaughter
Surjit Aribam *
These six deaths hurl us into a dark pit
A chasm of abysmal terror and horror.
A slaughter so gory and gruesome
That it beggars human decency
Uncovering the beastliness
In hands that slice through the bones.
Simply, a handiwork of monsters
Monsters wearing human guise.
Its a scene leaving us so shell shocked
That we are stunned into silence
A tensed silence bleeding with anguish,
Unable to comprehend this cruelty.
All of them somebodys loving father,
Somebodys husband, somebodys brother
Are cut down in the prime of life
A time for incubating hopes and dreams
Woven tightly with their loved ones,
But utterly shattered before hatching.
Theyve a long path to go into the future
Holding the hands of their loved ones,
Exchanging smiles sweet heart-felt smiles.
But, now, in the realm of should have been,
Never to be translated into warm reality-
All swept away by fiends of human depravity.
Now, the question for you and me is this:
How to come to terms with their deaths
Deaths far worse than a dogs death.
We might feel the pain melting away
Only when justice is delivered for them
But that a mirage in the distance as of now.
* Poem written by Surjit Aribam for The Sangai Express
This poem was webcasted on 19 July 2026 .
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