Maliana
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The River Hindon
A tired trickle
That flows in the Heart
Of
Not Ganga-holy
Or Bhramaputra-angry
Just dark dirty water
That flows too close
To the shining seat of
Power
Narpat the sweeper
Works up a sweat
Helping skinless bodies
That bleed green blood
Through saffron bullet holes
Flow far from curious eyes