Oh Kolkata! POEM 1

Guess it is high time that I dedicate my version to this place, I wonder if it was instinct, sixth sense or something more powerful that made me hate this city when I was younger, then for a very brief span of time I made myself belief that this city is good to women, that is, after I returned from Jodhpur and faced the shit that followed me to Burdwan and made my living there impossible, then I started believing that Calcutta is nice to single women. Then I lived in Hyderabad for 11 months and absolutely changed my mind about Bengalis and Kolkata folks. One poem wont be enough, my new neighbourhood is stimulating! so help me into venting out! 🙂

Once I was red,
then I became green,
now it is time to become red again.
The common people are dumb,
they think
times changed
those stupids don’t know,
time never changed,
we changed colours and made them believe
that time has changed,
now it is time again
to change the colours
and we will convince them again
that time has changed.
They do believe us
gullible fools!
That is how
our kind rules.

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