AMAZING

satishverma

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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  • Published: May 19th, 2011 21:55
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