To resign or not to resign

Is this even a question

When lakhs flood with one ask

When millions stand erased from rolls

When you betray the spirit of your rulebook

When your own peers flag your work

When the flag stands tall as you cower

When the machines drown under shouts of your fall

When the blood of youth dots the streets

When you close your ears to the screams outside your office

When the people's servant, and his servant friends, and his friends' friends

When the filth of humankind defecate on the office mistakenly handed to them

What questions remain to be asked

To resign or not to resign

Only a fool sits clueless still

Only a fool thinks that he can still feel

A look out the window

An ear to the people's song

It's done bro! Stay no more