DESPERADO

They slaughtered the icon in captivity 
as an act of mercy. 
To know the secret of madness 
why people were falling on knees? 

Outside a small narrative will give 
creased excuses. The spilled blood 
always instigates to drink from the fountain head 
of sweet revenge. 

A promise has to be fulfilled. 
Death has seen the door, 
it will come again. 

On this day the maniacs, bipolars and schizophreniacs 
will celebrate the independence day 
and show their trophies of dried skulls. 

Now the time has come. 
Everybody wants to commit suicide 
to become a saint.

Satish Verma