(Ordeals of Mother Earth) Tell them I’ve not ordered the killings Which has resulted to the fleeing. So, they should beware Of what used to be rare. Tell them water is still my favourite drink And not blood, if that is what they think. I’m not interested in what they enjoy Because it makes me… Continue reading KILLING IN WHOSE NAME?
The river Overflows Not with water From yesterday’s rain But with blood Innocent blood There is blood Everywhere Here, there And everywhere Driplets, droplets Rivulets, streamlets In learning places In sacred spaces In the hearth On the homestead By the sidewalks In the dancing arena The streets have become Runnels of blood As the river… Continue reading BLOOD ON THE MOON
I saw the bomb coming. On their bellies they start crawling Watching them all “Look, they’re all dying,” I said “Help!.. Help..!” Nobody cares Nobody was blessed Death came at its best, slayed! A child laid on the floor He is praying Mothers and daughters were murdered “Kill him, he is still alive,” So the… Continue reading THE ACT OF WAR
Here Life is worthless, valueless Cheap as dirt in the slums Trampled underfoot each day Crushed, wasted and pulverized By the evil hands Of greedy and callous souls In a mad rush for wealth Or to foist some diabolic credos From their evil schemes Each day Death strides, through angry nozzles Or spring with deft… Continue reading AS DIRT IN THE SLUMS
Like an offlight to a rhapsody The masses were shedding over subsidy Strangulating the necks of the needy A celebration of land mark by the greedy! What a pity! A deluge of blood filled the city In the process of driving home the masses hope Ubiquitous death won their promising souls I feel this pain… Continue reading THE UNSUNG HEROES