RehabilitationA Poem by Satish VermaTrying to bring the change with bleeding silver.
Trying to bring the change
with bleeding silver. As it is/was, this world. You may not agree to it. The release of tension from the cupped eyes? Will not alter the secret deal. There at the hemline, bodies were scattered, slain after the trespass. The royal coin, flexes its muscle. It will talk through the muzzles. Poorest of poor will become free. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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