Untie the knot, patriarch,
the broken kiss was
intimidating.
The backhoe picks up the
devil, it was within you
when you were casting stone
at the fear.
The pagan was covered
with leaves
raw and pailful;
belief in a thought
was not working,
think, man think.
The system,
the birth of rebirth of sorrow
was the tragedy.
The shaper,
I am, still wandering
to find the words.
Satish Verma
* After reading the massacare of 57 people in southern island of Mindanao, Philippines on 23rd Nov 09
wow Satish dear thanks for this stunning profound poem....I have written 'The Horrible Scene' and 'Day of Mourn (Maguindanao Massacre) ' regarding this dreadful injustice made...Thanks! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an eye opener good write -10 anjali