Western Worlds

we’re sleeping in the slums

of our malleable minds

tiptoeing around the cathedral of rats

crawling undetected up our backs,

the king of rodents hatches 

future plans to relinquish Mumbai

from its forefathers, a collection

of the finest human figurines 

paddle in the waste filled waters

you build it they demolish it

you save it they take it

you breed it the rape it