A Bone-Deep Knowledge
Untie my hour with the Mars
I am burning and I am going to disappear
in my words. An alienation of a healer in deep
angst ? What did you find in the night of confrontation ?
Will you be able to save the babies
in wombs of truth ?
I have turned my back without blaming
on the fictional fall. The first pain was the stranger.
No other had been the same in complete solitude.
Do I need to take a side in the face of suffering ?
Today is more dangerous than tomorrow and
I am going to make a deal with my talent.
The rules are becoming charred shirts
covering a pure body. Give me hands to
ship the thunder in bay of blood.
Satish Verma
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