Virtuosity

The wind was talking 
about the fever of thoughtless verdict 
of a wrong moral 
for a clean exit. 

In these times of conflict 
during green burial, you will not 
start a dialogues for fear of 
annoying the priest. 

The sun was digging out the 
cotyledons from the reactors, 
the tainted water will take the revenge 
on shocked sky. 

A hole is dug in the heart 
of scavengers. They will not 
find the healthy food any more 
in this shirtless crowd.

Satish Verma