seguing slogans of the year that was

in forms and flavours
--- none tasty, it descends
for the thief of baghdad
it was sudden blackness
amidst shouts of allah o akbar
for the feudal daughter of sind
shouts of ji'yay bhutto
reverberated between shots

between denial implosions
…………………and self explosions
cremations and burials
life collected shards of dreams
conscience shriveled, hope sighed
and…………………..lucifer danced
slogans segued colours of death
---parched brown, uranium tipped gray
hopeless-muddy in waters of oceans
………………….and rivers

and the kids played
with their broken tonka trucks