A BONE-DEEP KNOWLEDGE

Untie my hour with the Mars 
I am burning and I am going to disappear 
in my words. An alienation of a healer in deep 
angst? What did you find in the night of confrontation? 
Will you be able to save the babies 
in wombs of truth? 

I have turned my back without blaming 
on the fictional fall. The first pain was the stranger. 
No other had been the same in complete solitude. 
Do I need to take a side in the face of suffering? 
Today is more dangerous than tomorrow and 
I am going to make a deal with my talent. 

The rules are becoming charred shirts 
covering a pure body. Give me hands to 
ship the thunder in bay of blood.

Satish Verma