witness...

It was a dyingyard
and I saw how they kill
when the mercyless greed
profess death for amity
periphery of pernicious
spread the unwonted wind
I saw how the star blink..

It was the canvas of death
where the flowers died before they blossom
scattered love searched
for the tombstone
and your mallow view
glorify the ignorance...

I smell the rotting chromosome
touched the bloodshed of my shadow
felt my speechlesss soul
and cry-
ah...!! If I should also die......