The Wise Do Not Ask Beneath The Mask Poem by Manabendra Lal Bhuyan
The Wise Do Not Ask Beneath The Mask
Ships, Cargo, come and go.
Weapons, Contra, Embargo.
Even the damned demons in despair,
Whimpered, "Let her go."
A nod; the chains let go,
queens, pawns, come and go.
Even the dead fear speaking of Me;
The demons learned despair without a plea.
Those who mistook masks for things to lift
That night they begged for death with broken knees.
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