Self-Destruction Poem by Satish Verma

Self-Destruction

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When the dark rules,
the religion of the genome starts
evolving. You can donate dead sperms.

Be a vampire. There is
no ethics in becoming mad. Can
you fill in the holes of heart?

I seek new ecopain.
The lineage of ascent has
collapsed. I look into the volcano.

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