Waiting For Shade Poem by Satish Verma
Waiting For Shade
Who was ready
for the truth, when the city burned.
A successful lie buries like an eel.
The telling. I am
dying. How can you not see? Where
you are moving towards beheading.
Coins for the temple.
But God was sleeping. My confidence
was shaken to take a rebirth.
Sunday, October 15, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: city
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