The Last Faith
The Last Faith The three stumps of wood — the floating hope ofhumankind on a rising sea.Above, the vultures hover awaiting to feed on theCarcass of human prideThe mangroves tremble, the fir and spruceexchanging condolencethough entwined by fate to leadeach other to obliterationMy poem ‘A Noah’s Ark’a refuge for he who offers his prostratedobeisance to […]