After The Last Embrace Poem by Satish Verma

After The Last Embrace

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Lift my moon and
erase the blot. Time has come.
Are we ready for extinction?

Honey lips move in
raining bombs. The stone faces
will not survive with mankind.

You are going to live
or not going to live. How can you
dispose of the corpses after the carnage?

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