Sleep There Sleep

When the Sun shines brightly Don't stay in the cricket field. You are sick, you don't know People are more sick than you. If you feel bad, if you sweat And ask for a glass of water They won't give you. Even the woman for whose ward You collapsed to death. Sleep gently, sleep, Don't awake until I call you. The blunt faced devils are there Ready to give you hemlock. They killed you, they pushed you To the darkest domain. Yet, you are pure, gentle, lovable. Which dream did you dream When you were leaving this world? The chuckle and the half-closed eye, Your words, voice haunt me always. Be there near the forest of love Unless get you. Or sleep dear sleep until I call you!