Shadow Of Liberty

 You
want everything in your hold

Why
should one dragged to it  who is the sky?

Build
as many worlds you like in the world

 

You
say eachbody is free

But
like dry ice want others under your shadow

Countless
hollow bellies O you’ve nothing to do

Countless
hollow minds O you’ve nothing to do

A
detouched statue in mass-wood you gift liberty

Build
as many worlds you like in the world

 

You
think what god brothers & sisters wink

To
the tune of big bosses & idols you dance

You
trek the track of autocracy in toto

Advancing
oars like a crab you glance

and
quickly retreat to your hole-fold

Build
as many worlds you like in the world

 

In
self-purge to whitewash futility

the
east introxicates you with spirituality

the
west showers wine of techno-fruitility

You
timely blossom from bud

Nature reflects or not your body precasts spring

From
time to time you change your crust

,,
time to time you change your depot + spot

,,
time to time you change your bedmate

Distancing
one another  [sealed] in [separate]
[boxes]

you
can’t quit you can’t sit in the perch !

If
you sit can’t leave, can’t you join & combine?

Having
aroma or not in un/time you end

Why
should one stop anywhere who is the wind?

You
want everything in your hold

Why
should one dragged to it who is the sky?

Build
as many worlds you like in the world

From: 
Shadow Of Liberty




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Vattacharja Chandan is a poet, writer, mail artist and composer of songs who has created Sarbangin Poetry and the international Prakalpana Movement in literature, penning three books of poems.


Last updated May 02, 2015