The pale pagan satellite shines over the towers and domes Looking at the man-made temples of brick and stones Erected to pacify some furious gods who sow plagues and fire In the many tantrums of their relative young age The unexplained and the mysterious Offer opportunities for the wicked To set yoke and whip upon […]
The confinement need not be explained We are all in the same boat so they said But the lessons of Animal Farm were learnt Only row seats available no free seat on London galleys Everybody wants to be a drummer or a whip The solitary solution comes with division Opening the road to the dividers […]