Lamenting Poem by Satish Verma
Lamenting
For unspoken answers,
there was always the─
question, why hawks
were needing the peace?
Tied to innate fringes,
I want an explicit display.
The prologue was very
misleading.
War was inside and
outside. Were you a hobbes-
ian? I am not afraid
of death.
Reacted so violently.
The colored shirts should be
taken off. Let us see
the scars!
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