No Prophet Speaks

satishverma

You decide first-whom 
to blame? As if I am― 
on threshold of denial 
and anger. 

When to kill a polluter, 
who was deployed to― 
protect the virginity of blue ocean? 
The stealth fighter becomes a fake. 

They meet like polygamists 
exchanging the rings to remain 
unfaithful. The untested blood 
was a carrier. 

On the brink, comes the army 
of black ants, waking the lover 
in evening light. You should not 
stir. Greed will make the sleeper move.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 25th, 2019 20:32
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 31
  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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  • Laura🌻

    As my dad would say,
    “Never disturb a sleeping snake”!



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