By Minal Sukumar
We walk on world dust
Hurrying along uneven roads
Stumbling through the pain
Scared by the blood and the lust
Newspapers spilling tragedy
The world crumbling to powder
Fighting for our rights
Walking on our tiptoes
Afraid to wake the anarchy
Attempting to stay under the lights
Suffering filling our screens
The world crumbling to powder
Trying to make a difference
Struggling to stay above the surface
Terrified prayers to gods galore
Guilty but defensive for our sins
Anger breaking down bonds
The world crumbling to powder
Hoping the bullets never hit
Every new day a heaven sent gift
Tears washing down the hurt
A battle of guns and human wit
Love and Peace almost myths
The world crumbling to powder
The world howling only louder
We walk on World Dust
Josephite Literary Review 