It is not God’s Land, any more, <br /> much is submerged, ancient is gone, <br /> Good old days are buried alive. <br /> I swim on the seemingly <br /> safe currents tossing above, <br /> Oryx, restrains its move, <br /> Crazy bull with fierce looks <br /> attacks not but recede, <br /> Market fairs look defeated, <br /> Ozymandias, no longer subdues <br /> Our passion and prided anger, <br /> Yet, human Temerity tames tangible. <br /> lay your head on your <br /> hands and brood over <br /> how to recompense the loss.<br /><br />Radhamani Sarma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-my-god-it-is-nowhere-to-go/
