Justice Pure Poem by Satish Verma

Justice Pure



Inquiring myself
to understand the goddess
of visitations.

This world was not
my choice. Space was shrinking,
and time expanding.

I walk in the crowd
to be lynched on the name
of forgotten god.

Saturday, November 16, 2019
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