Rice
Bony and small, dark
-he has car and drives
-to earn food, as a job
Connected the cable
-to turn on Microwave
In he set bowl of rice.
Then lectures, to answer
-my researching question:
- "Do you too, eat much rice
-as they do in Bengal? "
Have heard they eat much fish
-with rice for every meal.
"Yes, we do and rice is
-for noon, night and morning, "
He said and complained:
"The doctors of the West,
-with knowledge and science
-are all wrong and baseless…"
He said and told me what
-they do, eat in Ceylon:
- "Rice…rice…rice!
-and never we get fat…
-rice gives-not heart attack,
-their talk is the bray of an ass…"
He said but was sure that,
-I would not resist that he has had
-experience and knowledge, of first hand…"
I agree with learning
-but never with falling
-a victim in taking…
-every wrong and bullshit
-as science of the West! ! ! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem