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