Water came up to your threshold
your Twenty Two steps drowned
your flag was torn you know why
your people blew apart in the dark
houses became burial for children
but your enigmatic smile unfaded
you sat on the gem stone, as if
nothing is wrong with your world.
People burn lamps day and night
your lidless eyes never blink
prayers , supplication appeals
flow around your demanding notice
but do you ever work or bother
what your children live for and how
storms, hurricanes, famine, festivals
go on yet you never meet the fates
of people you created fatefully.
Now get ready for revolt
shouts of down down will drown
the prayer songs and jingle bells
know your world or see your place
leave us as orphans or Father us now.
Sabita Sahu
Sabita Sahu
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