Goodbye
Walk with me
blood moon,
I am very lonely today
like an orang-utan
at the very edge of lips
wants to know, where the forest will end.
In the last strip of land
they were surrounded.
Anytime they will commit mass suicide
to save the honour
of thighs and guns :
they will bite the glass capsules of cyanide.
Must I feel sadness ?
God, they are going to sleep in dust
without saying thank you.
SATISH VERMA
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2009
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