The Facts Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

The Facts

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Fool pragmatists scattered my bones;
On clay, sand, dust, slush and hard stone.
Clever Objectives walk jumping over,
Radical, subjectivism tactically hover...
Optimal sun-shine, wind know the facts
The bones' sublunary aim, taciturn tact.

Monday, September 12, 2016
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