Sam Silva

Finally Looking Eastward

When the arms ache
and the thirst is strong
from the dead dry dust
of factories in Bangladesh
where thread and water so enmesh
the clothes which Europeans wear

...I watch TV...and on and on
the image flickers wicked song
moist and pregnant with stillbirth, unaware

the bones of Asians buried there
become that death for which we long
...become that face into which we stare!

Sam Silva © 2019