Zunga Poem by Abraham Sutzkever

Zunga



Thus said King Zunga
To the children:
— He who would be king,
Let him answer fast:
What is the color of God?

They call out colors…

And King Zunga laughs like a skull:
— No one deserves to be king.
He is not white,
Not black,
He has no color,
And He created all colors.

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Abraham Sutzkever

Abraham Sutzkever

Smorgon, Russian Empire
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