A poetry piece that attempts to decipher and portray the chaos present in our society and humankind's meek attempts at survival.
It was Almaty this time,
A protest over fuel price hike.
And Kazakhstan fell-
a riot for Survival.
Crowds unrest, teeth bared,
Tear gas canisters-
bullets and bodies.
A cycle that will repeat. Humanity-
Primal instincts overtaken.
Claws and teeth, hands and pickaxes
Survival over democracy.
And a government to be toppled
Will retaliate back, Violence-
the ultimate answer, a tale
the same since the dawn of humanity
Maybe it will be Kerala next
Or Georgia or Lagos.
Be it a protest for food, rights, air-
Blood shall flow, if anything goes.
Just how much more to shed?
To survive? Be free?
A question left for the violence
that takes over.