Fingering the truth.. Apu Mondal

These are memorable days
And weeks and years.
You can have all you can
Or offer it to the rest
You can see through the
Truth and yet keep
The make believe alive
A breathing human being
Lies next to a corpse
And yet cannot get away
The treatment holds the
Post mortem and the post
Mortem is lying to yourself
Your own purified soul
Knives cannot slice through
The soul without wounding
The air. Air is vanity disguised.
You can recreate yourself.

Copyright: Apu Mondal@2020.c.r.