Silent Shame
Shame hung from the tree as copses,
The shame that is for me,you,for our many lapses,
For each time we saw discrimination and turned away,
Not our problem, we reasoned, had nothing to say,
What does it avail, all this noise, protests in the street,
Nothing ever changes,what is the point to seethe,
Our own responsibilities refused to meet,
Behind false veils of tradition, culture, honor, our daughters hid,
Taught our sons to view them as equals , we never did,
Pardoned savagery as justice,
Made the victims,bear the burden of our sins,
For how much longer will we avert our eyes,the destinies blame,
Not own up to our collective shame.
--shubha
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