Fasting Poem by Indira Renganathan

Fasting



Lord of saturn came
In the guise of a spy crow
With a bit of meat

Why he should come on
The day of my fasting keen
Saturday I mean

Repulsive my feel
Mulls over His chaste blessing
Weak hearted veggie

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