Tuesday, December 24, 2019

Indian Identity Strife

I​ forgot my ID once,
it is a tree now back home,
in my backyard.
... My identification marks,
​birth scars, dots and dotcoms,
are under a blanket
where it hides, 
alongside some books, 
a moral compass, an ethnic passport,
and the Indian constitution.

They await judgement,
for free will is not theirs,
not anymore,
not on these streets.

-- Leslie

Pic: Courtesy DNA