Author's Note: I have written for Verse Virtual on and off since April 2020, but it's only now I feel the strength and energy of this community of writers and readers. Joining Verse Virtual’s Facebook group has only consolidated this impression. The comments sent are painstaking and incisive, guiding a reader to quickly reach the heart of a poem. And because there is plenty of heart in VV's poetry, month after month, I feel so glad to be a part of it.
Genes gather as seed at the heart of cells to make us single unified beings, not just bowls of biological soup. Storms rack genes, blaze new norms. Cells turn maverick, strike off on a limb – free radicals ranged against the seed. Democracy becomes Autocracy. Secularism becomes Theocracy. Voices freed after centuries of struggle bay for unilateralism and lumpen law, for violent aggression amid poverty. Peaceful co-existence becomes embarrassment. The seed knows: large tracts of biodiversity heralds its survival. The seed knows: it can unify ecosystems, clans, religions but not when genes turn radical not when cells turn cancerous: overpopulation, division, overconsumption and a deliberate proliferation of hate that consumes all.
©2021 Neera Kashyap
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