Though I Am Your Isolated Brook? Poem by nimal dunuhinga

I never dream of my faraway rich relatives
Especially long Rivers and deep Oceans.
How could I betray my minnow friends
and abandon the wild flowers
O that orphan girl with the ragged doll
Beautiful widow who cries along the bank
and the lunatic who writes poetry?
I expect rain all the time to remain here
Though I am your isolated brook?

[Superstition, idolatry, and hypocrisy have ample wages, but truth goes begging.]-Luther

nimal dunuhinga