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    In the silence of my abode,  I reside the whole day,  sleeping in the quiet,  waiting for the night to move around  to grab some grub To eat and not to play. It is at night only I venture out,  looking for some food To tDte their ware something red, something  green,  fresh o stale, I don't care! Oh,  a drizzle of oil ,   I love oh, something meaty , being sizzled, yum yum! I smirk, and smile, "Would someone like me to  carve, and serve?" I offer my humble services.  Bending backward going head over heals,  or rather tilting from my antenna  to my metathoracic  legs looking forward to my share! When suddenly, b room  broom, What's this sound?   Broom, broom,  oh run !   It is the VACUUM !  5 words in August 2020

Arjun uvach (said) afterwards It is hard to focus on anything, in this toxic smog, turning our day into night, what's left now, what is the hope? Where have they all gone? My friends and my foes! There's not even a swallow in sight! No one there to call my name!! Life has paused! I am trying to look with my watery eyes, in the folds of the mushroom cloud in the debris of my doing The destruction while keeping my brazen mind, detached, that YOU, had said was necessary, to fight to obey, to follow this path to glory and fame! And "Now, I am become death, the destroyer of worlds", I've shut my brain, and my eyes to what I caused! But Why are you are so quiet! Are you thinking, or have you lost your thoughts like MY lost sight? A penny for your thought Sir!!! Epilogue to Bhagvad Gita Arjun's question to Krishan!!