24 november 2012
AMAZING
Among the crania, clouds allowed
a variation of sky. The hominids
stood up and started a stride, with
long steps towards noxious future.
The cobalt was emitting radiation
turning you black, melting your bones,
suppressing the marrow. On the thigh
climbs the holocaust.
A child in polythene, O golden god
you have killed the man by giving him
the gifts. The sand-pit, I am buried
alive in it before I understood.
Of stones, a voice was rising. Do
we address the deep water disappearing
fast in the mind? A projectile to
be worshipped?
Satish Verma
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