Predators among us roam freely,
In search of ‘prey’:
Making lambs at mercy of wolves and hyenas of us all;
Suppressed instincts that never left us;
Corrosive tides and difficult lives,
Washing away disguises borne of lies;
Sated by voyeurism;
A precursor to a revival of barbarism;
Or, their modern equivalents:
A meditation of the withdrawn for some,
Known as ”Hikikomori’ in the East, and “Recluse” in the West;
Outlet for boredom and over-complications,
Morbid fascination turned perversion for others,
When, abnormal becomes the new normal,
And, drawn-out silences are shattered by blood-curdling shrill cries;
A chorus too frequent to be isolated,
Ineffectiveness prevails,
And, what justice there is:
Is delivered at the end of the barrel of a vigilante’s gun.