It is a true talk,
You and I know for ages long
That Faeces exits from the
end of the alimentary canal
(anus) .
And that; hunger streamlines in the gut
And it cooks with thunder and storm striking in My endo(stomach) .
But thirstiness comes like a pitiless ant that stings with no awareness
Before it is come.
And still,
It is come right in its point
So gently like a smooth vinegar,
That tells its taste right in the throat(oesophagus)
And I remember that;
You and I know this biological trend till We sign off to death!
And a cup of water is brought to Me,
And I project it up to My mouth
With My two eyes shining like stars
Then My thirst changes to hunger! ! .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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