Let them speak
words which mean nothing.
Is it only they who can speak?
Let them post
lies of many hues.
Can they match my jasmine’s white streak?
Let them shout
space away from us.
Won’t the gadfly make the horse weak?
Let them jail
Our bodies and rights.
Can they cover up the sun all week?
Their billboards
engulf our shadows.
At noon, no eyes move up to peek.
Fear the meek
new invincibles.
It is your downfall which we seek.
