Outcome

Outcome

Who shall forget his beloved ones

I too can remember mine thus.

When that day

Donkeys barked like dogs

And dogs brayed like donkeys;

Guzzling vultures

Gazing owls

Red rains of the grey sky

Pale dust and fallen foliage

Once turned sticky sludge

Smokes everywhere

Shells here and there

Undump bodies under.

The massacre of learning insanity

For terms that never exist

“Freedom”, “Democracy”, and “Equality”

So much feud and brutality

We’re undone let’s admit.

We wasted people

We wasted time

Only crawling babies, crippled hags

Palsied elderlies that have survived.

No youth, no fun, no beauty

Outcome of learning insanity.

The ‘terms’ again favor the powerful

We remain cheated and fooled

Know not why we lost everything

But for Timbuktu we’re still singing.


                                                              1997