Black Poem by MOLOY BHATTACHARYA

People visit
One after another
Like seasonal birds,
Enrich them with
Gastronomic pleasure,
Then scrutinize her
From temple to toe
And leave with
The thundering words,
'She is black'.

She takes it
A new challenge in life
And vows to teach
The evil society
A lesson to remember.
After some years
Of struggle and hardship,
Fortune favours her
To establish in life.
Now she takes another vow
And rejects the eager suitors
Who once vainly sullied,
'She is black'.