Barbed Wire Fence Poem by Ram Krishna Singh

Barbed Wire Fence



My window opens
to the back of a garrage
where guards make water

at times show their dick
to the maid in my kitchen:
they care for none

how can I complain
if boys and girls make love
in the bush between

the children's park and
my backyard? they are distanced
by a barbed wire fence


-R.K.SINGH

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Ram Krishna Singh

Ram Krishna Singh

Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India
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