Repeat Uhuru

On social rebellion

Repeat Uhuru

Hood-covered face, hands tied

at the back…On the alter plank

breeze frozen in bitter hangman’s odour

who composes time ?

Doctor    Cop    Judge    Warden    or    None !

I unfurl myself in the dungeon cloud

where salt-sweating history of dirt is tamed

the rope quivers fast at first

Weak jerks thereafter calm, with dumbness of bawl

wherein bards and butchers repeat their fall

I revive my rise.

This rising is singular. None other for the monster of words

whose feet adore the ruined universe.

I don’t face the gallows every time to keep alive

a dynasty of faith of those who are spawned for death.

Translation of Arekbar Uhuru

Homology