Hungry craters bleed magma
In the still air of night

Through despotism’s underbelly
Silently creeps up light

In my face
You see pity
Who are you without me
In time and it’s berevity

You need me to drag you through the future
In our shared past we both were hunter gatherer

One to hundred
We are a force
You and I  are implements,
Life in its own course

Artwork – Jay Saghatia (1-3) and Sunil Abhiman Awachar (4-5)
Words – Tapas Kumar Roy