words made from dispair

disillusion indolence beauty
salvaged in moments
the people 
the ghats at sunset
children playing in the polluted river 
pink milky brown
failure ugliness
of being incapable
sinking into the black 
putrid water of no progress
no future
no movement 
no safety 
submerged engulfed rotting 
cannot separate 
unable to feel it will be ok... 

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