Acid
Test
Rita Nath Keshari
Armed are we with the antidote
For the poison you injected into us.
Mount your efforts
But writhe we shall not.
What is the magic potion that
Flushes out the toxin from our system?
Ignorant of the power of love
Lash your tail, scratch your scales
And pray for more venom
To destroy in us what the creator
Himself has blessed us with.
Some are above the laws
Of the underworld you inhabit.
While you raise an altar to dark gods
We, heaven-amorous, spring forward.
Your poison had a purpose...
It tested the purity of our souls.