No, I don’t want to know
About the front page news;
The rape of my sister by her boss;
The castration of the social worker
By his fleeing wife;
The beheading of the son of
The farmer at the door of rain god;
Or, my wife’s adventure with
The servant in the forest bungalow;
No, I don’t want to know.
The child bomb let loose by the terrorists;
The hot iron burning the vaginas in the camps;
Tearing of wombs of women
Going to rallies for emancipation;
The dumping of my daughter
In a drain, her virginity and kidneys stolen;
No, I don’t want to know.
The names written in blood
At the walls of the hotels;
About the heart rending cries
Of the old men, begging for life;
About the dark skeletons
Picking puffed rice in the drains;
Yes, I know;
But I don’t want to know.
touching, it's painful 2 read, u said in a shocking way d whole facts we wish 2 forget...a truly fantastic work..thanks..
hmn...a very true observation of those who are opressed by cruelty. NIce write Tiku.
WOWWW...WHAT A THOUGHTTT..! ! ..SOO TRUEE..DESPITE KNOWING THE FACTS..WE PREFER DISGUISING OUR AWARENESS...BECAUSE..IGNORANCE IS A BLISS...! !
I don't want to know - Really captures the essence of reality that we don't normally think about. Great write. Again keep up the good performace.
Poem's inspiration, so touching.. Causes me to take my eyes off my little self..
Me too. 'I don't want to know' what I can not change ( Good poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another beautiful peace from you, Tiku. It is heart - rending but very true.