That night when my mother
took me to her breasts
I knew woman had a scent
quite different from man's...
How are you, sir?
I was just passing by,
thought I might as well drop in
Sombre though we were we knew -
For the hearts beneath our skins did throb,
As the surf surged up the sun swept shore
And we lay in repose in gold sands galore -
Soul to the Body: -
'So how are you, buddy? '
'Not dead yet...'
Hails to thee, Lord!
In your praise we offered a thousand oblations
broke a hundred coconuts, and offered prayers
An assault of cabbage leaves on the pavement
Tries vainly to cover up the manholes;
Splattered egg yolk on the serrated kerb:
Two men look from the window. Wind blows.
However your memories lacerate my heart,
However your ideology sells in the mart -
Voices of pedagogues shriek from afar
Here in the murkiness of Parija Library
Like a princess she comes
at the appointed hour
floating like a shadow
through the stillness of night
Your enemies can do it, your friends
can do it to you. Your driver,doctor
neighbour, neighbourhood shopkeeper
your uncle, your priest, your teacher