Song To The Known World Unknown Poem by Raveendran N.V.
Song To The Known World Unknown
If yoo don’t have food to eat
If yoo don’t have a hut to sleep
And if yoo don’t have a shirt to wear
Yoo better go to the dogs.
Wee who latched a rich land
And so produce much and more
Wee who purged the red and black
And still who fight in forlorn lands
Know that a thousand million
Crave and starve day by day.
Wee shall feed you words or rounds
And cure your ills by them
And sure yoo kick your bucket
If yoo don’t find your way.
God is dead and so is Marx
And so to the dogs may yoo go.
Wee believe in myth making.
Powerful poem, Raveendran. '..still fight in forlorn lands ..... we shall feed you words or rounds ' telling it like it is. By the poet astriding cultures.
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5/2/2024 4:48:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a provocative powerful piece about haves and have nots and the spin that is fed by the rich and powerful in justification of their greed. We in the west have no excuse that we didn't know, when pitiful pictures flood our television screens each night. A stark reminder of the reality of today's world. love, Allie xxxx