En Masse
/En masse
We might seem fleeting in the crowds to you
Fleeting to the place of nowhere
Your drone of surveillance might be flying freely
But, we are freedom!
We might not seem that we are gathered to you because
you want us to remain scattered, only because we are freedom!
Our fleeting steps take us here and there
Our voices might remain unheard still to the many unseen’s and unheard
But we have spoken!
In the air of acrid colors in tethered pages our voices are gleaming
Like a sad unheard melody our songs although en masse are playing
By Sushant Thapa
From: Nepal
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