Social Justice Poetry

My Nationalism | A Social Justice Poem by Ananya S. Guha

My nationalism is very tepid
not warm like yours
My nationalism is colour blind
not swayed only by white or fair
to many it is unfair
My nationalism is not black and white, it is yellow, just right
My nationalism looks at slums, dirty filthy, debris
not really hubris
My nationalism looks at blood with sorrow
every morrow
But my nationalism is I know not right
when wrestling with might.


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