GOD’S BIRTHDAY

satishverma

It was not mandatory. 
The penalty 
of hope. 

From a killing machine 
propane and fertilizer. 
It was a god’s day. 

Don’t want to contend 
against porous death. 
Words, I will not betray.

Satish Verma

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  • Published: April 29th, 2011 22:02
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