Internecine Battle-The Attack at Bharat Nivas

And shall the years reward this senseless tryst

Whose blinded conflict caused divinity's tears

Wept through the crippled coronas of vacuous mist,

The invalid dreams of sun-steeped ego years?

Moth-dreams in the chrysalis of night

Fear-temples studded with ego-based reliefs.

Evil disguised as a servant of the light,

A city at birth to be shocked with sudden griefs.

An edifice of spired vanity

Cupolas to the great inconscient creed

The parody of crowned humanity,

A sad miscarriage of divinity's seed.

A tragic moment on the tapestry of time

When threads of life against each other clashed

With nuance missed and reason failed and rhyme

No answer heard as the roiling waters plashed.

The tale unread in the lines of an obscure hand

The chart of stars untold in the future's sand

None to divine this dreaded evil's path

Or know the holocaust by its aftermath.