Ariza | Hyderabad | 01 October 2011, 11:32pm
Is it just my wish
a memory of my naive heart
Sepia tinted heroes who walk out
of ancient forgotten words
Where was ever such a time
When one stepped ahead of many
Herded the flock and
Corrected the awry
Where has he gone?
Oh! Where has he gone!
Now the hyenas roam the naked night
Bare, baying and tearing my flock
The lions are gone –they are dead
It is the time of the scavengers now.
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