Saturday, July 12, 2014

When Will Good Days Come ..



for the poor
the homeless
the hopeless
children in
your kingdom
children of a
lesser god
the future
withdrawn
but a smile
on their face
aache din
kab ayenge
they hum
badhai ho
badhai ho
they clap
their hands
mouths
without
chewing
gum
back to
begging
after i
took this
 shot
poeticizing
a pain
that made
my vision
numb..
in the beginning
before we opened
our eyes we were
all born dumb
intelligence ruined
 us forever look
what we have
become .
empty noise
from a drum
a distant
dream
seems
unwholesome
from the fire
into a frying pan
burnt out
before good
 times come


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