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Rebuttals stand guard
glinting knives in hands
Refusals choke into silence
Rebuffs with axes hack.
Wounded limbs chopped
lesions and cuts adorning
thrashing for life
lies frail Spontaneity.
Dwindling hope flickering
in eyes beseeching
to live to survive
in a world hostile.
Are its days numbered
the hours limited
Is time ticking
will Spontaneity be no more??
Shall it be sacrificed
at the altar of Rejection
meet an ignominious end
and die bereft, un-mourned??

– Shail Mohan (Feb 2008)

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