Theme: Life

Judgement

by Satish Verma
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In a death-trap of a stadium, 
as if I am stoned to death. 
Chrysanthemums bloomed in vain. 

On your body three beasts climbed 
for ravaging a fawn. 
The rape was only your fault, 
you had to die. 

When a crowd of thousand bystanders 
came to watch your mutilated body, 
you had left for home, 
uncrying and bleeding. 

A human soul, 
undefended. 
Now a script will be protected. 

Stones leap to praise the ghosts.

28-May-2011

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