Saturday, March 21, 2020

Amita Ajit Bihar writes

REQUIESCAT

His corpse lies alone on an empty battlefield


                       ,

Like a single punctuation mark on a blank page

Mighty Lord of Heaven!
Send Thou a bolt of Lightning
To burn that broken prone body
And sheets of sudden Rain
From Clouds of Darkness
To wash away the Ashes

Before the Vultures of supposedly necessary Greed
And the Hyenas of supposedly practical Lust
Gnaw at his flesh
And desecrate his bones
And Ants of due Diligence spirit away the rest

Accord him Nature’s dignified farewell
A quick one
Empty the empty field
Completely

He was the last lone Warrior for Truth
In a False world

The Universe watches

An Eremite
A Star prays

Let Purple Heavens
Answer

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