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Satish Verma A brush with pain of chest
starts recalibrating the fog of eyes.
World has come a long way
from a child’s brain to prepare
an indigenous bomb
for a roaring ascent.
Where my son, you want to go
in trees of words? The temperatures
are rising to widen the scope
of violence. Every one was
claming to be a terrorist
for bringing the peace on earth.
let the party begin.
A child's eye on a normal
A child's eye on a normal occasion should show innocence and maybe a spark of brilliance. Society has been changing since the beginning of time. A darkness rises to corrupt the whole. Sometimes it seems that there is nothing to stop it, but everything will make its way around the clock. Over and Over.
Sometimes
Bad Things Don't Happen