let the sky
cry out in its natural instinct
the warplanes hovering
around
bombing kids, women
old and young
animals
trees, vegetables
mountains
and Earth
are not harbingers
of life
or survival
of anybody
let the sky
cry out in its natural instinct
let its anger and agony
finally
touch the Earth
and our hearts
let it have a role of its own choice in the universe.
Bhartendu Second
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