Weighed down by the system, feeling helpless and trapped,
Listening to ghazals in loop, while earlier they sang and rapped,
Slowly a thought germinates, why not try something new,
End this misery and anguish, and also send a message to few.
A conscious decision taken, a plan laid out,
Hoping their drastic act, can lead to system's rout.
They visualize a future, where others are not similarly trapped,
The existing system decimated, new territories mapped.
They act with an intent, to achieve the desired outcome,
Their act triggers others, is embraced and copied by some.
Like a nuclear reaction, the bomb starts ticking,
It explodes and destroys, but somethings missing.
When the system is oppressive, you become a suicide bomber of sorts,
The collateral damage of copycat suicides, was never their intention, Milords!
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