Bijay Kant Dubey
Drunkard... Think You - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
What have you made of you yourself
Go and see your face you yourself
In the mirror and say you
What have you?
Foreign and native
At the bar and the ale-shop?
It's not a question of one bottle,
How many bottles
Have you emptied, say you?
You cannot see it you yourself,
That your face has swollen,
The liver showing the trouble.
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