Where Was The Justice Poem by Satish Verma

Where Was The Justice



Your mercy was very
little O god, for equal-halves.
Nobody was perfect.

Alive and kicking,
yet harmless. The moons were
alone in togetherness.

You always lied― How
deep was your pain, when sun
was rising without light?

Thursday, July 16, 2020
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