we moved… <br /> <br />in feigned elegance <br />in crude curiosity <br />in clumsy motion <br />in surprised stride <br />from one ruin to another <br />lying pathetically <br />in the shade of ancient trees <br />chopped noses <br />clipped lips <br />half severed breasts <br />a cut across the stomach <br />a wound on the thigh <br />part of genitals hanging loose <br />all left to weather to wither <br /> <br />we cried <br />we laughed <br />and walked <br />sometimes in stunned silence <br />sometimes in solemn stillness <br /> <br />the rocks in ruins remained <br />majestic and heroic <br />in stoic silence <br /> <br />we moved… <br /> <br />06nov2008 <br />14.11hrs<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moving-amidst-spoils-of-time/
