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Slaughterhouse

A dedication to Damini/women in India

I travel alone. Alone, I travel
This world, this journey, a struggle it has been
No friend, no father, no brethren, no kin
In this world of foes, this world of sin

Like a cage in the slaughterhouse, I watch with scared eyes
Witnessing helpless screams from herein
Will I come out of the cage to get butchered
Or do I get to stay here trapped yet safe within

- Kanoo
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