Lalan Fakir in Outerspace

(Published in Countercurrent.org, 26.2.2020)

 

I have seen the world recede behind the trees;

the world that was for you and me —

a vibrant blue world, dotted with green,

swirls of ocean and breeze painted

by Van Gogh — A Starry Night,

and then came a tsunami

that wiped it all from site.

 

A fakir overnight,

as Lalan, I sing afloat in space

in an intergalactic haze of nebulae

of a world lost;

of God

Burnt and Ripped out of Mosques;

Harried out of Temples with a bovine stampede;

Shot or Sickened out of Churches with Corona.

 

Will you, O God, create a new world again?

Where Lalan can pace and sing

of the wonders —

 

A blue ocean amidst swirls of green trees

Star-dotted skies sprinkling stardust each night

 

Mankind will have only one God this time

 

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