Comme Bapu ji

 


some nights the wind don't come
at all, and we know,
we know that the devil is in town
some nights we sleep without the air
we know the suffocater is in town
some nights the air don't blow
and we lie down in tired gasps, 
waiting for the day to come

those days someone kills
death bomblast, killer, or terror attacks 
may it not be my blood
for I too walk the same path
live the same life, this -
blood sacrifice to keep capitalism running

in those nights, he walks past and 
I know he waits, I wait too
sweeping shells for a new day
you will not damper my hope
money will die, God will return 
some nights we don't know where we are
we just show up and hope to Heavens
this is still earth and not some planet.
bumble humble of atoms
sometimes your eyes cannot breathe
too many lizards too many demons
and you just want to scream
what are you all buying and selling?
and vociferously quotidian?
you all must be crazy.

I just lie down and put my hands behind my back
touch at the wall stare at the window 
these crime is birth
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
money must die, God must return
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
For there  was never any money
just a funneling across damned institutions
church, hospital, school, and malls
a waste of the human life, human mind
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
money must die, God must return
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return 
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
money will die, God will return
We too must return, back to the time of sharing
return to the trees and plentiful bounty of 
the forest, return to roam this world free
away from this slavery of a life, 
where work is a must, and man couldn't be
for the money is blood prison, 
free was the only way to be 
So I too will Join Gandhi-ji in the trickled years later and say
Rama Rama Rama Rama Rama Rama Rama.Rama Rama, 
in hope of the return, back to true freedom 

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