they supped on Bjurholm
drank Kumis
dined on haggis
and rubbed down
with sassafras oil
some made dessert from ackee fruit
and had puffer fish and shark fin soup
what word of satan they spoke
that they are evil and vain
there vanities covered by
thongs of
Xinjiang
and cursed all that forbade there way
of loving
they made fun of the foolish
and cursed the wisdom of
yesteryear
they summoned evil spirts
and did forbidden dances
to music which
praised the acts of whores
and whoremongers
they triffled the need of
husband and wife
and cursed those who wished
them to save and be healthy
they were evil before one another
and evil with one another
they made images to those
who would be appulled
and were fools for doing so
as a cloud from there our bodys
made them gag and repent
they sopke dogs as mens mothers
and there acts of procreation
and of what was
the female dogs meant to them
the solid rock, from its tallest perch
was tumbling down, after navel – gazing –
in songs of darkness ; had the hidden
aloofness in space and time,
i have become a tree, intend to teach
the truth of roots ; eating the body
of gods, one prayer changes the fright
of depth, meanwhile you become the ethnic wait
in sprawling riots, the inside of ire was
very red ; screams, bends, shakes, takes away
emotional blackmail, hairs standing like
candles burning, the conditioning was over –
in granite falls, it was rain of tears on
flames of freedom at the street, a crowd
becomes a large leaf swaying on the waves of a red
river, flowing sensuously in a young city
Hearing the riots in Uramqi of Xinjiang region of China on 5th july 09
where 156 people died and 1000 were wounded.
SATISH VERMA