Poem: Religious Wake

Echoing over nothing, it spreads like wildfire

disease of hearts and minds, rendering impotent

just opinions, silence is a symptom of malaise

as well as its effect, the still mold settles

over the skeletal remnants of the city burnt

proper, for the dead do no chanting.

Poem: Religious Wake

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