In Oscar and Sundance
Megan’s queen; she can dance
But she is simple dumb
To wide world she is blind
“Why marry at sixteen not eighteen? ”
She refers in her voice
In Bengal there’s a lake
Soft water and clean
Dance in breeze
“This is heaven, come and take.”
Their culture
Has remained so simple for God’s sake
Megan went
In her bag camera
In no time she stood tri-pod
And handheld
And as guest and as rich
Royally she was received
Megan too
Like White-Man
Among Blacks, aboriginal Andeans
Tore apart treaties
She abused, enslaved
Her blood infested with virus
Like the church
Politics
“Rape them both back and front”
“Kill Indian in the child”
“Cut their hair and destroy their culture”
“They’re savage”
Monika is destroyed
By Megan (This insane)
She lifted then smashed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem