Sitting under the dark shadow
Lowered lashes, bent under yoke
protection of prayer submitted
bask in perfume of passion
dancing to the drums of joy
lusting in the scent of mother earth
twined sun and dust fused in one
life beats in life of a dollar purchase
dew drops of dried human cell
warm and brittle life a meal in a week
in the canyons of the body destroyed
poverty screams in wild fist to the sky
waves smash against the rock again
again and again batters and shatters
heavy heavy breath sighs into silence
slumber sweet and soft on silk dream
sweat in sweat love sleeps hope in death
to rise and love life in small death breath
BY SHOKAT HABIB
3/27/2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem