Kill the Honour

Is it not time we kill those man-made social constructs like religion, race, caste, and class in which humans still hide their inexistent honour? Emphasizing this thought, this free verse is written with six words in each line, and a six-word story is quoted at the end.

Disparaging sanity of love, honour glows. 
The crushed dreams fuel its fire. 

Murderer Society

Yeah, true!
It isn’t any dream.

Members of our own community
are getting killed,
for the littlest of mistakes.

I believed
the previous murders
would be the last.