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DEPRESSION, *DEPRESSION, *DEPRESSION, *DEPRESSION, *DEPRESSION

There was thunder in the hut

teeth clattered under the ground.

Handcuffed you walk in inequality

to qualify for hanging till dead.

I may not tell myself

what was happening to me.

Moving in opposite direction

the bird was able to catch the smell.

My stance was always making a stroke

in the canvas of a tormentor

abbreviated in a muscular arm

starting violences of sleep.

Corralled in doorframes, keeping

the lights off, this was the nemesis

for asking for the change. Haungered, the

human being, absorbed by the

absence of chains which were not

coming in sight.

*On the fate of Kanu Sanyal, founder of naxalite movement, who hanged himself to death on 23th March 2010.

Satish Verma

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*DEPRESSION

There was thunder in the hut

teeth clattered under the ground.

Handcuffed you walk in inequality

to qualify for hanging till dead.

I may not tell myself

what was happening to me.

Moving in opposite direction

the bird was able to catch the smell.

My stance was always making a stroke

in the canvas of a tormentor

abbreviated in a muscular arm

starting violences of sleep.

Corralled in doorframes, keeping

the lights off, this was the nemesis

for asking for the change. Haungered, the

human being, absorbed by the

absence of chains which were not

coming in sight.

*On the fate of Kanu Sanyal, founder of naxalite movement, who hanged himself to death on 23th March 2010.

Satish Verma

---------------------------

*DEPRESSION

There was thunder in the hut

teeth clattered under the ground.

Handcuffed you walk in inequality

to qualify for hanging till dead.

I may not tell myself

what was happening to me.

Moving in opposite direction

the bird was able to catch the smell.

My stance was always making a stroke

in the canvas of a tormentor

abbreviated in a muscular arm

starting violences of sleep.

Corralled in doorframes, keeping

the lights off, this was the nemesis

for asking for the change. Haungered, the

human being, absorbed by the

absence of chains which were not

coming in sight.

*On the fate of Kanu Sanyal, founder of naxalite movement, who hanged himself to death on 23th March 2010.

Satish Verma

---------------------------

*DEPRESSION

There was thunder in the hut

teeth clattered under the ground.

Handcuffed you walk in inequality

to qualify for hanging till dead.

I may not tell myself

what was happening to me.

Moving in opposite direction

the bird was able to catch the smell.

My stance was always making a stroke

in the canvas of a tormentor

abbreviated in a muscular arm

starting violences of sleep.

Corralled in doorframes, keeping

the lights off, this was the nemesis

for asking for the change. Haungered, the

human being, absorbed by the

absence of chains which were not

coming in sight.

*On the fate of Kanu Sanyal, founder of naxalite movement, who hanged himself to death on 23th March 2010.

Satish Verma

---------------------------

*DEPRESSION

There was thunder in the hut

teeth clattered under the ground.

Handcuffed you walk in inequality

to qualify for hanging till dead.

I may not tell myself

what was happening to me.

Moving in opposite direction

the bird was able to catch the smell.

My stance was always making a stroke

in the canvas of a tormentor

abbreviated in a muscular arm

starting violences of sleep.

Corralled in doorframes, keeping

the lights off, this was the nemesis

for asking for the change. Haungered, the

human being, absorbed by the

absence of chains which were not

coming in sight.

*On the fate of Kanu Sanyal, founder of naxalite movement, who hanged himself to death on 23th March 2010.

Satish Verma

---------------------------

*DEPRESSION

There was thunder in the hut

teeth clattered under the ground.

Handcuffed you walk in inequality

to qualify for hanging till dead.

I may not tell myself

what was happening to me.

Moving in opposite direction

the bird was able to catch the smell.

My stance was always making a stroke

in the canvas of a tormentor

abbreviated in a muscular arm

starting violences of sleep.

Corralled in doorframes, keeping

the lights off, this was the nemesis

for asking for the change. Haungered, the

human being, absorbed by the

absence of chains which were not

coming in sight.

*On the fate of Kanu Sanyal, founder of naxalite movement, who hanged himself to death on 23th March 2010.

Satish Verma

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