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COLLECTIVE GUILT, COLLECTIVE GUILT, COLLECTIVE GUILT, COLLECTIVE GUILT

For the sake of lake, I climbed

on the weeping hills

to see the other side of moon.

The precipice of hunger weighs heavily

on shoulders.

Capricious time moves inwardly,

Strikes at the chest.

I set free the love-birds.

Conflict of trees tramples the grass

All summer the smell of dry winds

was scorching tear drops.

Every word was crying.

Dark in my city

I am wandering alone in alleys

of hostile homes.

The collective guilt of the flesh

blazes the mind.

Satish Verma

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COLLECTIVE GUILT

For the sake of lake, I climbed

on the weeping hills

to see the other side of moon.

The precipice of hunger weighs heavily

on shoulders.

Capricious time moves inwardly,

Strikes at the chest.

I set free the love-birds.

Conflict of trees tramples the grass

All summer the smell of dry winds

was scorching tear drops.

Every word was crying.

Dark in my city

I am wandering alone in alleys

of hostile homes.

The collective guilt of the flesh

blazes the mind.

Satish Verma

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COLLECTIVE GUILT

For the sake of lake, I climbed

on the weeping hills

to see the other side of moon.

The precipice of hunger weighs heavily

on shoulders.

Capricious time moves inwardly,

Strikes at the chest.

I set free the love-birds.

Conflict of trees tramples the grass

All summer the smell of dry winds

was scorching tear drops.

Every word was crying.

Dark in my city

I am wandering alone in alleys

of hostile homes.

The collective guilt of the flesh

blazes the mind.

Satish Verma

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

COLLECTIVE GUILT

For the sake of lake, I climbed

on the weeping hills

to see the other side of moon.

The precipice of hunger weighs heavily

on shoulders.

Capricious time moves inwardly,

Strikes at the chest.

I set free the love-birds.

Conflict of trees tramples the grass

All summer the smell of dry winds

was scorching tear drops.

Every word was crying.

Dark in my city

I am wandering alone in alleys

of hostile homes.

The collective guilt of the flesh

blazes the mind.

Satish Verma

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

COLLECTIVE GUILT

For the sake of lake, I climbed

on the weeping hills

to see the other side of moon.

The precipice of hunger weighs heavily

on shoulders.

Capricious time moves inwardly,

Strikes at the chest.

I set free the love-birds.

Conflict of trees tramples the grass

All summer the smell of dry winds

was scorching tear drops.

Every word was crying.

Dark in my city

I am wandering alone in alleys

of hostile homes.

The collective guilt of the flesh

blazes the mind.

Satish Verma

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

COLLECTIVE GUILT

For the sake of lake, I climbed

on the weeping hills

to see the other side of moon.

The precipice of hunger weighs heavily

on shoulders.

Capricious time moves inwardly,

Strikes at the chest.

I set free the love-birds.

Conflict of trees tramples the grass

All summer the smell of dry winds

was scorching tear drops.

Every word was crying.

Dark in my city

I am wandering alone in alleys

of hostile homes.

The collective guilt of the flesh

blazes the mind.

Satish Verma

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