Retreating Poem by Satish Verma

Retreating



When equity is
considered, punctuation stops.
I was ready for a naked test.

You can count my
fingers to make a hole. Keep
your hand on a burning candle.

Do not stand in line.
The end will come without asking.
No confidence can prevent the light.

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