In the ‘Maximum City’
local trains
on a daily basis
do enjoy feasts of deaths.
The maddening crowds
crossing the rail tracks
to reach the next platforms
violating all rules
the overflowing compartments cum reservoirs
all the victims get caught between
the wheels and tracks.
The local trains do enjoy
feasts of deaths
on a daily basis.
Motormen with frozen minds
motormen with detached minds
the blinking motormen
their hands always on
the blaring horns
deafening are the sounds.
While the elongated serpents
Jump over rails
In drunken states.
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