So you thought that
With Rohith Vemula’s passing
You silenced the meritless
You thought, in your sheer stupidity
That hands would be folded across chests once more
And backs would bend
You thought… Or maybe you didn’t
That voices would choke
Under your senseless definitions
Of worth
That black skin glistens
Those deprived eyes glow
As they taunt you
You hate that look
Don’t you
That’s so
Deal with it
Or die
No one cares
One died
A thousand live on
I’m him
For him
With him
In him
For patriarchies death
I shall say her
She lives


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