It roamed

at will

amongst people

shuddering behind

blind folds

this fungus green yellow

its breath rancid

gasping

its flesh like rust

metal sheet

undulating

dark rank opaque

water

flooding the country

not allowing the sun

to pierce

its dreaded armour

its hatred adrift

floating

freely

this fungus

green yellow

desperately seeking anchor

…

Naveen Kishore, publisher Seagull Books and photographer.