I Want Nothing - Poem by Satish Verma
A stunning hurl of androids
on command, pulled by empty space when
a talking primate decides
the course of universe.
A non-existent living
from moment to moment prepares
a moon man to jump into religion
The wedding of tin sliced,
dumping bodies, of forsaken brides
of gloom, widens the want of rocks
and people give a black-lipped approval.
A plane load of hand grenades
and missiles and rocket launchers
nourish the smug ideas of a watershed
on the discovery of self.
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