THE SHARE 

 

Might be someone was messianic

Heart otherwise in this burning

Path not possible to walk bare feet,

They asked the raison d'être of our

Survival in the extreme desert, how

To elucidate that dreams do not

Want to surrender, let the moon has

To sleep for a moment on the

Silence of graveyard, souls geared up

To protest for justice, they don’t

Wait for morning, the horse of knight,

Refuse to oblige feudalism, here

Atrocities are not the nightmare it’s a

Challenge to prove the magnitude,

Though they didn’t unwind since a

Decade, by blazing chest, life is existed,

This shadow of ruined wall indicates

Morning is nearer to river bank, the

Whip hands lost the cord, speechless

Faces had the volcanic vigor, the Libra

Hands can’t cheat forever the mass,

The ersatz character has limitation

In the horizon hands are raising to sky,

They have no patience to wait for

Prophecy’s consequence, tonight has

To decide the fate of king and kin,

Souls have decided to follow the path

Of unseen messiah, lives in the

Perception of miseries, victim of injustice

Have been awaken to get their share,

• SHANTANU SANYAL