Let's Refuse The Dead Poem by Sachidananda Panda

Why do we argue like this?
I am tired!
Of all your spurious talks, believe me!
I am tired of all the bald trees
Just leave them alone, on side walks
Who has the time to listen?

Come on! Look aside
Few steps ahead, let's find the green fields
Let the graveyard, stay busy with the dead.
Polish thy nails long rusted in the mud
How long to blame! How much is enough?
Snail is good, If not the pace of a horse
Crazy cats too, often scratch at each other

No drought of preachers, thin lipped
No dearth of scapegoats, wily breeds
Rags too carry stories untold
No wonder! If we can start anew
From scattered blocks and pieces, At least!
On terms choicest, Can give it a new name
Let's refuse the Dead, to find a new Heaven.

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