dirty road blues

pitiful missionaries

drifting

bemused , 

in the narrow notions of life

seeking

their own truth in lurch

death talks

death takes his toil

on the blink of a eye here

into death's kingdom they walk

are these fools unable to see 

your days are scarce, they murmured to me

           so i flung in order to tease disorder

destiny,

             no further than a restless land

it calls you in dreams

it calls you in death

to where ether breeds in

and strives within

 your silent ways

but her words 

will languidly 

drive us

the violin creations, appeal to the choirs 

the drums sets rhythm, 

through mindless isolation

all life urges, bringing the rain  

for the feast of the nation

neighbors  

kept the cards away, games are now hidden

 under their tables

bravery squads of heroes, they bestow in cradles

sharing their fruits

to all oppressed children