Prabhakar Subramaniam


Barbed Heaven - Poem by Prabhakar Subramaniam

It's good to be alive

Even if you are not free

You do not have to think

For yourself or worry

About tomorrow

It cannot be worse

The defeated like the dead

Have no fear;

You only have to do

As you are told

Deny your language

Your people

Your dream

Be grateful for the handouts,

Ignore the cries of your women

You cannot protect

Of the men tortured

To find traces of treason;

Learn to still the roar

Of the jungle

No longer yours,

Learn to look at

The moon beyond

The barbed fence

Learn to be a slave

Till the blood-weaned one

Turns against his own

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 3, 2012



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