Prateet Sarkar

Carnage Compassionate

Prateet Sarkar is the founder and Editor-in-Chief at Golden Cauldron Literary Magazine and a full-time Copy Editor by profession. He also plays the flute and finds power in people, provenance, and poetry.






Dismal, from a day's doable...
He strides slow...
He strides abysmally slow...

He strides in style; snappy, swaying snake...
His eyes...low
Unbeknownst by choice...
The handsome creature, that crawls
The boulevard, of Moonlight Falls;
The kingdom of none...
The kingdom of many...
He's a king who struggles;
Struggles in style.

Another rat...
But he walks slow...abysmally slow;
The slow scavenger, scourging Purpleton Street.
He's a rat, that leaves a trail so neat...
Nothing cosmetic, unlike them kings;
Just popsicle drops and the thickest smoke rings...

The downtown slug...He walks slow
With that foxy cane, that outburnt stub...
He's the foraging bat,
With a tilted hat.
A king with bloody boots;
He walks slow...abysmally slow...
A rebel that can wait;
The one...The only...The infamous!
Carnage Compassionate...

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