A Man from Mesopotamia
I asked a man from Mesopotamia
What is life
He asked me in turn
The thane of Fife had a wife
Where is she now
The rolling seas that drowned thousand ships
Of Ur Mesopotamia
And that laughed at the gasoline afire
Flung into her breast
When fire broke out in Iraq
From nothing do you come
And to nothing do you go
And what is life then?
It is like a ghost from the womb
Of nothngness
That undoes the order of things
Burning the World Trade Centre
And putting Baghdad into flames
And the n vanishes like bubbles in the air
Every man is a witch
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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