Kiln Poem by Muthu Krishnan

Sun grooming the sands,
Furnaces,
The men their sweat,
their hunger, their children,
fatigue,
red hot bricks flaming 
In the furnace,
Smoke coming out from the chimney,
Dusted hands of the dusky women, A tent beside 
The furnace,
Women labour having Sex with the owners 
Of the kiln,
The children laughing,
Playing with the sand,
Sweat, by the rays of the sun, their 
Limbs covered by dirt,
With traces of sand,
They dig the sand,
Build castles,
Mountains,
Dig holes, put their legs 
, and then close them,
Infants carried by 
Their mothers on their backs,