ABATTOIR
Yogesh G. Nair
The crowd is busy
bargaining
and having his share
of liver, or flesh,
amidst the flies
blood and stinking smell.
I stand
atop the highest building
of this city, and watch
dying river, stinking lanes
crowded roads
with fleet of foreign cars
and dignified men.
Many come and go.
grabbing what they need
struggling amidst,
the sick and the poor
the good and the bad
leaving the city
in its present state.