As I sleep away the night
In the lullaby of this city
Sung by night train
I once again jump
naked into the river
and touch the soil
underneath the water.
the summer sun
with all its ray in my pocket
i walk the paddy field
sprinkling light to the women
and we dance
with children of widows
we laugh and cry
shedding tears of pearls
and climb the mountains
of rot and death
to find a spring
out of those bullet ridden hearts
and lovely they say
I am the unmarried mother
of these children
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