When to Awake?

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Satish Verma

A brutal call, I will
not go with you. The petition is being
prepared, not to be given.

To make history. My inner
wheels move. You have decided not to kill
the eagle, when he dives on the fawn.

You are chained in thoughts,
when pain holds you to remain penniless,
after you fall on the burning pyre.