Heart Of The Matter

satishverma

A man,
in the shadow of a child,
walks, for the sake of
phylogenesis.

The Great Bustard,
was on the brink of
extinction. Somebody
was not an achiever.

Seeking,
an inborn god in thighs,
for running faster than light,
weightless, faceless.

Dust will take,
dust for the dark matter
sequencing a disaster.
The animal within roars.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 11th, 2017 22:39
  • Category: Nature
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  • willyweed

    another good one old friend .ww



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