Cocktails and mocktails,
Shimmering lights of glamour cheating soul, pampering flesh,
a deep lie they believe, in depression.
Ice cubes of an urban life melting
with each heat wave,
of advancing life, technologies;
deceives conscience , builds hot chambers.
A generation mourns inside; celebrating loud and
lamenting in silence.
His history is written in blood,
Still, no lessons learned,
warm stains of blood thickening.
Monuments of his victory expanding,
in a bonsai pot, shrinking.
The diamond inside him,