Rohith, no respite in life or death
Never more than “a vote, an identity”
You saw it all coming, didn’t you?
With your stargazing eyes…
Must have wondered
The stillness above and the unquiet below
Is that why you loved the stars and the sky?
Life hurt you at every turn, mortally
But how could you remain so full of love
If schools, colleges and universities are
The killing fields for you
To hell with them!
Back to stardust
But where do you leave the rest?
So many Rohiths
In the open sun
And so many vultures waiting………