Let us take another road. <br />The boundary was not clear <br />between crime and pardon <br />between disease and murder. <br /> <br />The cleft in the ravines <br />had hidden the rifles and landmines <br />when we were busy in worshipping <br />the rock face with folded hands <br />to deliver us from fear and future. <br /> <br />There was no ending, no beginning <br />of disturbing the beehive <br />to drink the moon in night, <br />hear the blues of stars <br />and swim in dark light. <br /> <br />Where was the heaven? <br />Enough of nothing was not something? <br />The cure of curse was not in any hands, <br />polity of clouds was decaying very fast <br />they were raining fire on the grass.<br /><br />Satish Verma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/let-us-take-another-road/
