Poetry

The moral dilemma was 
unlearning. 
less than truth. 
 
Downgrading the- 
branded witch. 
Vaccine was spawning new virus. 
 
O Buddha, why did you 
started looking beautiful 
and began sitting in a living room? 
 
Trailing the smoke 
I was going to find the- 
burning home. 
 
What were those intimate- 
words of unthinkable 
dirty secrets?