RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL Poems
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Food, Oh Food!
I have been chasing that truck,
For 2kms, now and I will be dead
For the morsel the world cannot reach me,
Or the gods that cant make in my soil.
Why do these guys fight madly,
Brother to brother, friend to friend,
I and my type of folks live and die,
For the the beliefs and wrath
They carry, billions on arms are
Here to fight, but not a grain
To swallow, the land has become
Waterless and dry, even the rivers
have flown away, as if scared of
Human madness, Oh food, food
When will you appear for our hungry
Souls, which sure will go to ...
Under the huge mango tree,
Some thrty feet in hight,
In my house of chilood time,
I threw stones at the mangoes,
And she felled one promptly,
Into my gaping mouth.
I had ahell of time taking it out,
Since it was tightely embeded,
Which I felt her anger at