Clubfoot. 
A poet's dilemma. 
You cannot think straight, 
cannot walk straight― 
unaided. 
In grimaced face, one 
eye patched, there stood a deliverer 
with raised hands― 
bringing down the empire of 
a baby king. 
You walk out of the painting 
mutely. The king was 
ready to be laid down for the 
poisoning effect. 
Was there anybody to 
explain that why the dynasty 
falls one day and the 
poet wins the broken fort?
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Great write, philosophical write, satishverma. You give us a great deal of food for thought with your words.
Now that scientists, through DNA, proved we all evolved from one woman and one man (Adam and Eve) your words are even more profound. It's true. See the following article:
Adam and Eve DID exist! Scientists discover all humans are descendants of ONE couple
https://www.mirror.co.uk/news/world-news/adam-eve-exist-scientists-discover-13641589
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