TakingITGlobal - Panorama - My Murderer's Face

Published on: May 2, 2004

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Hurrying to the holes
To breathe poison-free air
Away from the stench
Of dead bodies littered all over,
Vultures hovering above,
The smog clouds on the run.

I scream for succour,
Amidst the debris I look for a crown;
With every burst
A cathedral tumbles down.

Among the rubble
The countless stars,
That once twinkled
And cheered,
In blind stare
Mock and shock.

In their speechless eyes
I see my barbarity,
My murderer's face.

« return.



by Madan G. Gandhi
Published on: May 2, 2004
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Hurrying to the holes To breathe poison-free air Away from the stench Of dead bodies littered all over, Vultures hovering above, The smog clouds on the run. I scream for succour, Amidst the debris I look for a crown; With every burst A cathedral tumbles down. Among the rubble The countless stars, That once twinkled And cheered, In blind stare Mock and shock. In their speechless eyes I see my barbarity, My murderer's face. « return.