Me Too Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap
Me Too
I gave
You took
Eaten up...,
You gave
I took
Eaten up...,
Stolen and stolen
Eating and eating
You whelmed... I whelmed...
Overwhelmed!
Why now at far?
Nor took!
Nor gave!
My oven is empty
My pot is empty,
My stomach is empty
My waist-fold cloth is empty!
I lament to you
Lament on yours...
Dead and dead!
And fired
'Me too' weapon!
Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra
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