Beyond the chaos I look. Trying to see why this place is home to me.

Was it the racist people who kicked stray dogs on their way to the
temple, mosque or church?

Was it the unclean roads, littered with betel spit, rubbish and
elderly parents tossed out of their homes?

Was it the unjust system that freed criminals, arrested the innocent
and punished our children for their different ideologies?

Was it the selfish parents who quietly watched the youth be tear
gassed while they cuddled their children behind the safety of closed
doors?

Beyond the chaos I look. Trying to see if anything but chaos is left
in this place, I call home.

~ Umesh ~