20 may 2020
Now I Speak
Becoming myself,
in the light of a flint, I
come back to retrieve the story,
after the pernicious fall.
Do I tell you the truth
of the doll's death? The damned
shock- after the head
was severed from its body.
The golden leash lies broken
Where your religion
has failed? I am carrying
the wheels of the dirty war
to put on the crumbling walls of peace
Te untouchables.They are
crowding the square.Do you
hear the heart rending slogans?
The borrowed mantras
were fake.Mud in mud, you want
to outlive the dark caves.
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