Armless Enemies Poem by Satish Verma
Armless Enemies
In your domain
walking with men of straw
to immolate myself.
If power was sacred
why you did not stop
the reversing of gender role?
Oh, there was water on Mars
streaking like the tears
on your face.
The apes were coming.
There was elation and suspicion.
The vortex of existence needs surgery.
Unlikeness calls for
introspection. I am asking
god to pray for me.
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