Gods Were Changing
After carbon dating
you will find?
that pain does not shimmer.
The terror of words
and words of terror, testify
against the predator
for twisting a confession.
The world will never be the same !
The savage cool
of the landscape, turns me on.
I decide to burn the
god books.
A charcoal portrait on the wall
tells the truth. The blackbird
will come stealthily. Radar
was aimed at the temple of love.
The world will never be the same !
Satish Verma
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