Hierarchy Poem by Satish Verma

Hierarchy

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Sometimes your face
disappears. Gods were nowhere.
My plight was to unknow myself.

A grudge beats the water.
Cannot Ignite your opus. Pasteur-
ization was always incomplete.

You eat the limbs of
argument, to spurt the blood.
I cannot hear the blast any more.

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