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Easter With Hen

Easter With Hen

Morning at 7 Easter in heaven

Walk up like a Slaughter went to buy hen

Go fast said the grandma

By giving me penny and tin.

 

 

On my way towards the butcher house

Who might be there, morning at 7

In the day of Easter with the rising sun

 

People were there, with butcher & his hen

Peeping from the window

From the door step

And from the balcony window

Is there any hen left ?

For the Easter and its beloved ones

Was the question with the rising sun.

 

 

Widening my eye I had seen the brutal killing of hen

Hitting in its back with a tightly pinched stick

There it starts the way in the Easter towards the heaven

 

Waiting like 1 Kg breathing like 2 Kg

Loses its breath with the exact weight of the hen

A black box which carried its remains

Which, went to my tin

Like a coffin towards the heaven

 

Blood in my eye, I hand over the sum

To that sharp butcher who knows

Which, is the selected hen

And I went away with the pieces of hen.

 

 

In my way towards the house

I sensed some facts

with the dead truth of the hen.


Old men with their light vision

Talking about the generations

I Passed by them

But sensed some kind of waiting in them

Visible is that hen which passed away in my tin.

 

Y the tea owner is rubbing his hands 

As the delicious hen is in my hand

Might be waiting for the first penny

Likewise the butcher who waited for me ones.

Women’s in their gown brooming in their yards

Bitches each other about their neighbors sin

And believes each other

Like the dark truth of the dead hen.

 

 

I reached my home

I can see my grandma

But it seems she is not waiting for the hen

I passed the tin here is u r hen

With the loud voice like a roaring lion

Who the hell told u to by the hen?

I was Wright

She loosed her memory with the innocent life of hen

Is this a day of Easter …’?

Which made me, a slaughter…?

Morning at 7 with Easter in Heaven….

By HARI DAS
In Facebook community page as Hari Das or Kennith Anderson or Sultan Shajahan
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Hari-Das/532259903469080?ref=hl
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Kennith-Anderson/1469023959997040
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Sultan-Shajahan/699267206798495?ref=hl

◄ Rose

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