it's not fair
is it-

you tear
the land
in search of food;


i tear
my hands
in search of rhymes.

someday, brother
i will stand with you
someday, sister,
i will sing with you

someday soon i will

and sing.
and get beaten.

baruk feddabonn
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Gauri Gharpure said...

again, beautiful and sad at the same time...

feddabonn said...

thanks, gauri. [wan smile]

pilgrimpoetry said...

Hey Baruk... this is Bryan, Arul's friend!
I finally revisited my blog and saw your comment last week... a good two and some years after the post.
Thanks much.
I have decided i must start blogging again so I'll be dropping by and reading your stuff intermittently.

cheers man!