THERE WILL BE TIME, when, yearnings die
For someone, who shall, never come
As I await, like a, wailing rabbi
Whose fear, lay strewn, by his, faith’s prism!
THERE WILL BE TIME, when, I measure you, you measure me
With, between us, only insolence
If not, in blood, life’s legacy
Won’t last, beyond a, happenstance!
THERE WILL BE TIME, when, façades will fall
O’er shredded, shroud of, original sin
Our graffitis, will scream, from truth’s wall
“You’re the lie, that slithers, on our skin!”
THERE WILL BE TIME, when, shadows, seek
In the fief, of fear, faith’s new paradigm
As we, devour, myth of, mystique
That rosary of, broken breaths, of time!
THERE WILL BE TIME, THERE WILL BE TIME … !
© 2020 Vikas Chandra
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