My Country - My People: Modern Indian Epic: 10
You living corpses! Look! Falcons are hovering over your cities
That silent trees do not speak is an idea of your ignorance but they are monks
living on their inner energy. in the civilization of mix of huts and mansions
you commit suicides and flatter them as self-realization.
your speeches are charred chastity of languages
Thursday, March 26, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: epic,revolution