Language is a cheap substitute we have chosen to communicate

Languages are dungeons, built across and over

Enjoy not the dark, there is light outside

Breeding the dungeons, millions died

Proud of the mess created around

Come out once for all, it’s raining outside

Its rain of grace, revealing the secrets

Get drenched in the wisdom

Hurl away the boredom

I wish there were no dungeons

All of us would be playing

In verdant valleys

— Santhosha V

santhoshaw.v@gmail.com

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