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September On Jessore Road - Poem by Allen Ginsberg

Millions of babies watching the skies
Bellies swollen, with big round eyes
On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts
Noplace to shit but sand channel ruts

Millions of fathers in rain
Millions of mothers in pain
Millions of brothers in woe
Millions of sisters nowhere to go

One Million aunts are dying for bread
One Million uncles lamenting the dead
Grandfather millions homeless and sad
Grandmother millions silently mad

Millions of daughters walk in the mud
Millions of children wash in the flood
A Million girls vomit & groan
Millions of families hopeless alone

Millions of souls nineteenseventyone
homeless on Jessore road under grey sun
A million are dead, the million who can
Walk toward Calcutta from East Pakistan

Taxi September along Jessore Road
Oxcart skeletons drag charcoal load
past watery fields thru rain flood ruts
Dung cakes on treetrunks, plastic-roof huts

Wet processions Families walk
Stunted boys big heads don't talk
Look bony skulls & silent round eyes
Starving black angels in human disguise

Mother squats weeping & points to her sons
Standing thin legged like elderly nuns
small bodied hands to their mouths in prayer
Five months small food since they settled there

on one floor mat with small empty pot
Father lifts up his hands at their lot
Tears come to their mother's eye
Pain makes mother Maya cry

Two children together in palmroof shade
Stare at me no word is said
Rice ration, lentils one time a week
Milk powder for warweary infants meek

No vegetable money or work for the man
Rice lasts four days eat while they can
Then children starve three days in a row
and vomit their next food unless they eat slow.

On Jessore road Mother wept at my knees
Bengali tongue cried mister Please
Identity card torn up on the floor
Husband still waits at the camp office door

Baby at play I was washing the flood
Now they won't give us any more food
The pieces are here in my celluloid purse
Innocent baby play our death curse

Two policemen surrounded by thousands of boys
Crowded waiting their daily bread joys
Carry big whistles & long bamboo sticks
to whack them in line They play hungry tricks

Breaking the line and jumping in front
Into the circle sneaks one skinny runt
Two brothers dance forward on the mud stage
Teh gaurds blow their whistles & chase them in rage

Why are these infants massed in this place
Laughing in play & pushing for space
Why do they wait here so cheerful & dread
Why this is the House where they give children bread

The man in the bread door Cries & comes out
Thousands of boys and girls Take up his shout
Is it joy? is it prayer? "No more bread today"
Thousands of Children at once scream "Hooray!"

Run home to tents where elders await
Messenger children with bread from the state
No bread more today! & and no place to squat
Painful baby, sick shit he has got.

Malnutrition skulls thousands for months
Dysentery drains bowels all at once
Nurse shows disease card Enterostrep
Suspension is wanting or else chlorostrep

Refugee camps in hospital shacks
Newborn lay naked on mother's thin laps
Monkeysized week old Rheumatic babe eye
Gastoenteritis Blood Poison thousands must die

September Jessore Road rickshaw
50,000 souls in one camp I saw
Rows of bamboo huts in the flood
Open drains, & wet families waiting for food

Border trucks flooded, food cant get past,
American Angel machine please come fast!
Where is Ambassador Bunker today?
Are his Helios machinegunning children at play?

Where are the helicopters of U.S. AID?
Smuggling dope in Bangkok's green shade.
Where is America's Air Force of Light?
Bombing North Laos all day and all night?

Where are the President's Armies of Gold?
Billionaire Navies merciful Bold?
Bringing us medicine food and relief?
Napalming North Viet Nam and causing more grief?

Where are our tears? Who weeps for the pain?
Where can these families go in the rain?
Jessore Road's children close their big eyes
Where will we sleep when Our Father dies?

Whom shall we pray to for rice and for care?
Who can bring bread to this shit flood foul'd lair?
Millions of children alone in the rain!
Millions of children weeping in pain!

Ring O ye tongues of the world for their woe
Ring out ye voices for Love we don't know
Ring out ye bells of electrical pain
Ring in the conscious of America brain

How many children are we who are lost
Whose are these daughters we see turn to ghost?
What are our souls that we have lost care?
Ring out ye musics and weep if you dare--

Cries in the mud by the thatch'd house sand drain
Sleeps in huge pipes in the wet shit-field rain
waits by the pump well, Woe to the world!
whose children still starve in their mother's arms curled.

Is this what I did to myself in the past?
What shall I do Sunil Poet I asked?
Move on and leave them without any coins?
What should I care for the love of my loins?

What should we care for our cities and cars?
What shall we buy with our Food Stamps on Mars?
How many millions sit down in New York
& sup this night's table on bone & roast pork?

How many millions of beer cans are tossed
in Oceans of Mother? How much does She cost?
Cigar gasolines and asphalt car dreams
Stinking the world and dimming star beams--

Finish the war in your breast with a sigh
Come tast the tears in your own Human eye
Pity us millions of phantoms you see
Starved in Samsara on planet TV

How many millions of children die more
before our Good Mothers perceive the Great Lord?
How many good fathers pay tax to rebuild
Armed forces that boast the children they've killed?

How many souls walk through Maya in pain
How many babes in illusory pain?
How many families hollow eyed lost?
How many grandmothers turning to ghost?

How many loves who never get bread?
How many Aunts with holes in their head?
How many sisters skulls on the ground?
How many grandfathers make no more sound?

How many fathers in woe
How many sons nowhere to go?
How many daughters nothing to eat?
How many uncles with swollen sick feet?

Millions of babies in pain
Millions of mothers in rain
Millions of brothers in woe
Millions of children nowhere to go

Poems About Fathers

  1. 1. September On Jessore Road , Allen Ginsberg
  2. 2. A Prayer For Dad (Memorial Day Memorial .. , Udiah (witness to Yah)
  3. 3. Thank You Dad , Udiah (witness to Yah)
  4. 4. Thank You, Father , Mahfooz Ali
  5. 5. I Fellowed Sleep , Dylan Thomas
  6. 6. A Father's Love , Carmen Strawn
  7. 7. Bedtime Story , Lisel Mueller
  8. 8. Grief Thief Of Time , Dylan Thomas
  9. 9. The Fathers , Edwin Muir
  10. 10. Massachusetts To Virginia , John Greenleaf Whittier
  11. 11. Horatius , Thomas Babbington Macaulay
  12. 12. In Arthur's House , William Morris
  13. 13. Our Fathers Of Old , Rudyard Kipling
  14. 14. Ode On Venice , George Gordon Byron
  15. 15. The Church Bells , Edward George Dyson
  16. 16. A Lamentable Ballad Of The Lady's Fall. .. , Anonymous Olde English
  17. 17. Common Form , Rudyard Kipling
  18. 18. Goldilocks And Goldilocks , William Morris
  19. 19. Song Of America , Ella Wheeler Wilcox
  20. 20. As Ireland Wore The Green , Henry Lawson
  21. 21. The Ballad Of The Children Of The Czar , Delmore Schwartz
  22. 22. Grandmother’s Teaching , Alfred Austin
  23. 23. The Iliad , Friedrich Schiller
  24. 24. When The Bush Begins To Speak , Henry Lawson
  25. 25. Your Fathers (1985) , Max Reif
  26. 26. (((...And A Happy Fathers Day To Yo.. , Theodora (Theo) Onken
  27. 27. The Third Monarchy, Being The Grecian, B.. , Anne Bradstreet
  28. 28. Forward , Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
  29. 29. Father & Son , David Lewis Paget
  30. 30. The Dykes , Rudyard Kipling
  31. 31. Affliction , Indira Renganathan
  32. 32. On Leaving Newstead Abbey , George Gordon Byron
  33. 33. Athens: An Ode , Algernon Charles Swinburne
  34. 34. Banner Of Men Who Were Free , Edgar Lee Masters
  35. 35. Fathers Day (A Reckless Slaughter) , Silent Speaker
  36. 36. The Brief Journey West , Howard Nemerov
  37. 37. The Great Yellow River Inundation In China , William Topaz McGonagall
  38. 38. The Legend Of Evil , Rudyard Kipling
  39. 39. The Old Issue , Rudyard Kipling
  40. 40. On A Spanish Cathedral , Henry Kendall
  41. 41. Daniel Henry Deniehy , Henry Kendall
  42. 42. Fingal - Book Iv , James Macpherson
  43. 43. Fingal - Book Vi , James Macpherson
  44. 44. Oina-Morul , James Macpherson
  45. 45. Uomo Del Mio Tempo , Salvatore Quasimodo
  46. 46. Father Poetry: A Fathers Tribute , Loyd C. Taylor, Sr.
  47. 47. Dar-Thula , James Macpherson
  48. 48. Temora - Book Ii , James Macpherson
  49. 49. Give Me That Old Time Religion , Anonymous Americas
  50. 50. Fathers Are The Men From Sky , Ellias Anderson C.A ( Known ..
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