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Killing zoneKilling zone

If you walk straight under the

shadow of moon, to the salt lake

death will blow a long whistle.

Everything was ruined in war of words.

There was no peace in the heart,

even after meditation, the mind

drove for the flesh, caressing neither

blameless womb nor Oedipus.

The dead forefathers goad the hypocrisy

till the blood spurts out from

the black navel of centuries

and the forgiveness stands naked.

Satish Verma

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KILLING ZONE

If you walk straight under the

shadow of moon, to the salt lake

death will blow a long whistle.

Everything was ruined in war of words.

There was no peace in the heart,

even after meditation, the mind

drove for the flesh, caressing neither

blameless womb nor Oedipus.

The dead forefathers goad the hypocrisy

till the blood spurts out from

the black navel of centuries

and the forgiveness stands naked.

Satish Verma

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

KILLING ZONE

If you walk straight under the

shadow of moon, to the salt lake

death will blow a long whistle.

Everything was ruined in war of words.

There was no peace in the heart,

even after meditation, the mind

drove for the flesh, caressing neither

blameless womb nor Oedipus.

The dead forefathers goad the hypocrisy

till the blood spurts out from

the black navel of centuries

and the forgiveness stands naked.

Satish Verma

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KILLING ZONE

If you walk straight under the

shadow of moon, to the salt lake

death will blow a long whistle.

Everything was ruined in war of words.

There was no peace in the heart,

even after meditation, the mind

drove for the flesh, caressing neither

blameless womb nor Oedipus.

The dead forefathers goad the hypocrisy

till the blood spurts out from

the black navel of centuries

and the forgiveness stands naked.

Satish Verma

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

KILLING ZONE

If you walk straight under the

shadow of moon, to the salt lake

death will blow a long whistle.

Everything was ruined in war of words.

There was no peace in the heart,

even after meditation, the mind

drove for the flesh, caressing neither

blameless womb nor Oedipus.

The dead forefathers goad the hypocrisy

till the blood spurts out from

the black navel of centuries

and the forgiveness stands naked.

Satish Verma

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

KILLING ZONE

If you walk straight under the

shadow of moon, to the salt lake

death will blow a long whistle.

Everything was ruined in war of words.

There was no peace in the heart,

even after meditation, the mind

drove for the flesh, caressing neither

blameless womb nor Oedipus.

The dead forefathers goad the hypocrisy

till the blood spurts out from

the black navel of centuries

and the forgiveness stands naked.

Satish Verma

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