
Four Poems by Nancy Ndeke
Love, a soldier, fierce and true,
In every heart, it finds its cue,
No boundaries, no chains can bind,
For love, forever, will eternally shine.
Love, a soldier, fierce and true,
In every heart, it finds its cue,
No boundaries, no chains can bind,
For love, forever, will eternally shine.
It registers the pain and pathos of a day labourer whose life depends on the babus who hire or may not hire him to. clean his garden or gutter.
It attests to the extreme vulnerability of war-torn Gaza-mothers whose children are dying day and night, making their mothers' laps empty.
It attests to the pains and the tragedy of our elderly family members who at their old days are discarded to old age homes by their beloved sons and daughters.
It attests to the joy a banjara boy finds while filling in an ant's hole with the sand he collects from his sides
Last night, I saw, at our Town Square,a beggar,fully naked, sitting on haunches,and madly scratching his head…
It is a genocide. It is an ethnic cleansing. It is a terrorist attack. Isn't killing innocent children, caregivers, women is not terrorism?
When a war breaks out, our life-long lesson goes astray, our sense of sanity derails. We degenerate into human animals.
It attests the cost of speaking truth to power. It may lead to the cause of one's death. So, enjoy nature and write and be a big name.
It hails New Year. In New Year Swamy hopes of a new dawn at the cost of a huge sacrifice, for which we must be prepared.