Came back to my Root
my Land of birth; -my Motherland
that was butchered twice
and I was a coward refugee boy and fled
to a larger ,safer
Mother's bleeding lap.
And , to day
I ,at sun-set life
look out and f-ind the vultures fly
the dead and melting Carcass lie
scattered every way
the foxes are free
even day-time
The hayenas are ruling the time
the scams , rape
scandals of Canine enriched life
polutes all breathing space !
Long after the swoon
I rise breathless with searching sigh
where am I !
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