Standing tall
On the bosom of earth..
I am a harvest of stones..
Silently spreading from
The venerable earth’s chest
To the vulnerable woman’s breast..
I am a harvest of stones
Borne out of man’s greed
And senseless sealing
Of fertile greens
With floors concrete
Suffocating with sinful spills
Earth’s womb and fertile chest..
Now I grow
in man’s own blood
and I gather as mass
in his daughter’s breast….
Soon I will be everywhere
Ushering the stone age afresh..!!!
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