Criticality

When life is done and parrots are gone; take me to the canal. All life lived in small footprints. There were eponyms all the way. When the name is done and wigs are gone; take me to the canal. The kids had guns, when you were hacked. You wrote for yourself one beautiful elegy . When the road was done and stones were gone; take me to the canal. In one blue moon, one another day, a journey will start in elephant grass. They were hiding behind the bush. When pink and white I will unfurl a flag take me to the canal. Truth handbound in jail for a crime I will dig a grave for you. Take me to the canal. Satish Verma