Friday, October 31, 2025
Tuesday, October 28, 2025
break heart break
My heart breaks and breaks and breaks
No excuse in this world for us
We watch live as one country bombards another
Killing a 10 year old
Shot in the head
10
He could be my son
He could be yours
Would you lie quiet
If your son was shot dead
Wouldnt you swear vengeance
There is no end
No end
No end
Fuck you
You who can kill a 10 year old and shout belligerent that you are defending yourself from rocks
A rock will not kill you
You wield a rifle
Block medicine
Food aid blankets
Heartless devils
My heart
Saturday, October 18, 2025
break heart break
My heart breaks and breaks and breaks
No excuse in this world for us
We watch live as one country bombards another
Killing a 10 year old
Shot in the head
10
He could be my son
He could be yours
Would you lie quiet
If your son was shot dead
Wouldnt you swear vengeance
There is no end
No end
No end
Fuck you
You who can kill a 10 year old belligerent that you are defending yourself from rocks
A rock will not kill you
You wield a rifle
Block medicine
Food aid blankets
Heartless devils
My heart can only break
Spill useless tears hot
For a child orphaned and hurt
Searching in the debris
For a hand that may be his brothers
For a heart that may beats his name
So he can cry into their shoulders
Heaving the weight of this world
Of bullets and bombs
Tuesday, October 7, 2025
choice
Today my horns gleam upwards
The bells on my neck jangle
As I turn my head one way, then the next
They both claim me, farmers
So another man in a black coat
Has said i will choose
The mud-caked road beneath my hooves quakes
For the first time, maybe the only time
I have a choice
Samy has been good to me
His daughter plaits my tail, ribbons it blue
Applies red powder to my forehead
Vellai has a bull though
Who moos for me
Who makes me shiver
Will Samy whip me for running away
He left me, forgot me
He cannot blame me
Will Vellai give me hay
As well as apples from his home
The way Samy does
Will that bull even want me
If i am there everyday
Will he seek the brown cow instead
How is a girl to choose
I shall eat some cud
Take my time
The man with the black coat
Sends both away
My bells jangle harder
Will no one take me then
Might i wander free
Feed my baby when i please
My baby is with Samy
But for how long more
He sold my son a few moons back
Monday, October 6, 2025
farmer a d the vull
Sometimes i have to give it to the indian courts
One cow
Two farmers say it belongs to them
Judge said let the cow decide
Both men walked away the same distance
Called the cow
Whoever the cow went to owns the cow!
What a story
To write from the cow's perspective
With sensory details
Village setting
I can borrow ideas from perumal murugan for the setting
Smells
Sights
Sounds
Whom did i actually go to
I went for the handsome bull
In the farm of the other guy
But i respect the judge
Not aboit ownership
Its always about choice
The cow's choice
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