Kali

In your gold bordered satin fabric "Why don't you write my name? " "Why did you pull the string of emotion? " Your tongue lapped at the edge of the lip; You asked for forgiveness. I wailed at your doorsteps; Dousing myself with coconut water I begged for my misfortune. The worm infested rice; The drain water leaking into the well; The itching joints of the fingers; The yellowish eyes searching for An identity in the quagmire of sins. One by one my ancestors fell Like pigeons shot; Where have you been? When we went on digging the soul; What world did you throw me into? To suck blood like a witch, You came and stayed on the alter, And wiped the stains with red flowers.