Deaf
written by: Rakind Kaur
@khwabgah
Can’t you hear the screams?
Of the souls being burnt alive
My flowing tears cannot stop
Russia burning before my eyes
Can’t you hear the fallen voices?
Of those being murdered
Even our bodies cannot stop
the saw blades of industrial might
I have lost so much already
in short three decades of my life
Now, my soul can do naught
but revolt and agonize
I walk with seeds in my hands
spreading them wherever I walk
giving love and strength to the land
and sowing hope where I can
So that after we are all gone
and humanity is no more
At least the forest can grow back
swallowing all despair and mayhem
So that my last act was
of giving back the natives of this earth
all that our ancestors
stole from us
In the beginning
humans only raped and plundered with-in
Now, we have done so
to every living being.
What a legacy, indeed.
What a legacy, to leave…
- You Have My Word - May 12, 2020
- Painting - April 2, 2020
- Deaf - January 11, 2020
