What is famous in your city.
If the look is unacceptable in you.
What to do with the medals on the chest.
I am far from the nuggets in the chest.
I am moving dark night and day.
I am a laborer of my ego.
The pain said to me: O darkness.
I am the light hidden in your chest.
My crucifixion is in my chest.
I too am of my own kind.
✍️Sarjit Patar
