You Know Who You Are

You who stayed silent merely to keep your jobs
While bombs kept taking lives of Gazan kids
Paid for by your own tax income - blood money
Endorsed by your fancy corporate house Nazis

You who refused to educate your own friends
While bombs kept taking lives of Gazan kids
Your families that taught you immoral values
Baked for you birthday cakes, bought you gifts

Selfish circle of yours wishing for you a long life
While bombs kept taking lives of Gazan kids
You were more concerned of Linkedln ratings
For self-promotion, salary hike, and asslicking

Basking in the glory of being a great colleague
While bombs kept taking lives of Gazan kids
Laughing away together at your bloody corridors
Your indulgent bosses, in shiny coats of zionist pigs

Tomorrow you shall climb the career blitzkrieg
While bombs would still be claiming Gazan kids
Undoxxed you, counting mighty dollars in banks
Your big houses and cars and your networkings

You know who you are, you filthy sadist hypocrites
It doesn't matter to you if bombs take Gazan kids
All you care for, are your vacations, retirement perks
Your yoga pants, detox veganism, positivity spirits

You're on evil side of history, your silence is violence
You can kill the Gazan kids, but they won't ever die
They will remind you; haunt you for rest of your life
If you still are left with a heart, a human conscience.

—Saswat Pattanayak,
New York, November 29, 2023