Demolishing Identities

Demolishing Identities short poem

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Looks like as if they are on sale ;
With recessed faces which look pale,
Pray for them to come out of depression ;
But they look lost in suppression,
Seems like they are trapped in cages ;
They are operating without any wages,
You won’t be able to see their valour ;
Alone in a ship like a feeble sailor,
They scream that their childhood has gone ;
They feel themselves like carcass with hole,
It seems they lost their alluring identities ;
Our humanity at stake of diminishing completely,
But breasts and bodies seem to grow older weekly ;
They are the victims of their situation,
Which has left them in this condition ;
Looks like as if they are on sale,
With recessed faces which look pale.

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