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Who the slave and who the lords
of these irrigated fields?
Who fenced them into thousand fragments?
How many kinsfolk decimated?
Spines stooping Heads hanging
How long will you survive?
You are born of this soil, yet
Looked upon with hatred
Laboring beneath the sun
your skin is burnt to blackness.
The hearth is not lit in your shack
Your little girl sleeps half bellyfull
You labored turning nights to day.
Blood turned to sweat to dry.
Changed countrysides to cities.
Cottages to Hi-rises;Soil to Gold.
Gold snatched away from you
Who demanded back that gold
was struck down to the ground.
Limps flailing and spitting blood.
Who demanded justice
Was thrown into dungeon
losing his head.
The God to whom you pleaded
For gold ,justice and harvested fields
And a bright future,
You didn't get any of these.
Yet, you did not wither
For You were conceived in Fire
Baptised in a Sea of Tears.
Yearned for a bit of land
Land that never betrayed you.
A foul play behind the scene.
You knew...
Justice died long back.
The casteist & religious divides
are things can't be seen by the eye,
are on for eons now
Your ploy to hunt me down! Oh!
What all I went through to survive
Your betrayal branded upon my back!
I'm not a Paanan or a Parayan
Or a Pulayan.
Nor are you a Thamburaan.
And even if you are
I dont give a Fuck!
There is no more time to waste
I am left with no patience to wait
What I want is not just for me but for all.
You are not willing to share any.
How many gave their lives for that!
Yet you stand by and laugh.
No no no
No worries;No postponing to the morrow
No no
No more of this Hunter to tell the tales.
In the land of the one who plunders forests
The one who stole rice will die.
Where the untrustworthy one rules
He will rob and destroy the land.
Fools who are well known
Will call you out to war.
They will stuff embers into mother wombs
in the throes of labor!
How many flags have flown on
The ramparts of their forts!
The slave never saw the future in his children
...He got buried in the earth
of black battlefields.
In a land ruled by false patriots,
rife with the sickness of religion and caste,
the ruler has no worries.
To joyride on tours with your tax monies
is the pleasure of the one with the sword.
Half the land belongs to
those who chose the Word.
The 'Anti national', the ‘Terrorist’...
Of the Words written, more than half
are of the betrayals I've suffered.
A single spark from an ember will do.
A single spark will do.
A single spark
Will do.
Translated by: Radha Gomaty(EkaRasa)
Special Thanks to Vijeesh Girijan
#Malayalam #Kerala #Malayalais
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