​when tears like blood drip down bruised cheeks,

when racism and communalism like putrid sewage reeks,

when hate and intolerance feed off propped-up fears,

when the boiling oil of jingoism scalds and sears,

the light of hope dims as fractured humanity hobbles and uneasily walks,

and the vultures of greed, of prejudice in the corridors of power lasciviously stalks …