Ketan Hukare Poems
|45.||I Have A Dream Today||9/23/2012|
|46.||Comming Together Again||12/16/2012|
Curse the magma that runs below,
Because it will soon come out
And take my every brother's soul.
Then, it was smoke that came out,
Now, lava is running down the slope.
Alone I can see that death is rolling down
Though its presence can be felt
All over the ground.
The land began to shake
Forcing my brothers to wake.
Calling out your beloved names
Else they will be burnt in flames.
I smell death as smoke and breeze
As fire is now burning the trees.
Our house is not far now,
What can we do in the eleventh hour now?
But to see how fire ...
Insane But Glad
Yesterday I went to the mountains
And yelled up high with all my migth
Came down trolling and falling
And saw a man with a co at his right
My face grew bright
I yelled up again with all my might
In his ears! Did he hear?
Man, he got mad
Like me, happy and sad