Cups of Gandhi Tea

Sorrow catches

Pre-meditated murders
enrage and
No more us and them.
It's us not them now.

fear scurries,
pulls hair roots.
panic scratches, lurks.

a spotlight shines:
as palpable
as blaring sirens.

Some shout: 'Attack!'
Gandhi whispers:
'Let's ponder over tea 
harvested and dried with love,
steeped in wisdom
and keen observations.'

Let's warm
and uplift our spirits,
examine this dilemma
of crimes
on a massive scale.
Let's weigh our options
and bask in tea's healing balm.

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