Poverty Was Beautiful Poem by Satish Verma
Poverty Was Beautiful
I injected in you the
power to kill me to redeem me from
the debt of resuscitation.
A snake has a home
in you. When a snakecharmer comes,
the reptile comes out to drink milk.
It took generations to
realize that sacred fig was not only to
give shelter to Buddha. It was water too.
Tuesday, March 23, 2021
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