Paradox Poem by Mohammad Mohi Uddin

Paradox



White rock
Black soil
Don't coil
As antithetical to price and demand.

White kites
Black wings
Don't mix
As converse as a mistress and a maiden.

White machine
Black hand
Don't blend
As contrary as a poet and a poem.

The black is owner
The white is a seller
Owner cries
Seller smiles.

Saturday, August 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: exploitation
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