Sriram Viswanathan

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This carnage is a fear I can't let go
Rolling down the neck, its so slow
Vision of the horizon is pale and dry
The closer I get, the fainter the white

Beyond this blinding light
There's a reality which lead to this war
Spiritless and stateless
Apathetic to this wide open cry

I question humanity
For this inadequate response
The radiance of the wrong colors
So much rests on the tone

Of how we influence and act