Why the Ravens Collect?

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Satish Verma

Ultimately the god was
created by man, and Homo sapiens died.
A trembling voice said, I am not dead.

There was a poem without
a poet. Who writes the epitome of
ancien engraving onto the walls of time .

There was a holy crime.
Golden in the eyes of a song of blood
in the lone home on fire.

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Although I cannot fully

Although I cannot fully agree, theologically, with the first two lines, I am still very impressed by the poem itself.


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