Thinking In Depth

Satish Verma

The moment of truth has― 
arrived. The earth 
has moved the man. It was 
accidental verdict. You know, 
which cell you will be incarceated now? 

My flame-singed eyes, search 
the inception of integrity above board. 
I am afraid of myself to 
admit that societal violence 
has come to stay! 

Celebrating the birthday of 
a self-propelled god, I go 
into irreversible retreat. God 
bless the wax house, fire was 
raging on hills. 

The blood cherries, blood on 
your shirt, blood rings on your 
fingers, and blood in my eyes.