OUR CARELESS MAN

Our man dins and sleeps with the biggest python,

Judgment he takes from the old dragon.

Suddenly, he became mortal master of the dragonflies;

The selfish and pitiless giver of human ice.

Our man sings songs of his old papa,

Tirelessly dancing in his woman's wrapper.

Our man is of the fetish fatal chamber–

Kingdom of bees and beetles–

Vowing that sons of our great-grandfather

Must be denied home, honey and water.

Our man's lips are foully bigger but extremely crimson;

He speaks in the magical voice of the skeleton,

And in that dark naked flesh,

Bows his head, worshipping the lord of Bangladesh.

Our man's stomach is deeper than the bottomless pit!

Our children's inheritance are pitted in it;

Barrenness, sickness, hunger and death living among us.

Nameless we are, waiting in pairs before the bleeding cross.

A PEN for TWO