ND (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

In Bondage

I would be wandering in distant fields
Where man, and bird, and beast, lives leisurely,
And the old earth is kind, and ever yields
Her goodly gifts to all her children free;
Where life is fairer, lighter, less demanding,
And boys and girls have time and space for play
Before they come to years of understanding--
Somewhere I would be singing, far away.
For life is greater than the thousand wars
Men wage for it in their insatiate lust,
And will remain like the eternal stars,
When all that shines to-day is drift and dust
But I am bound with you in your mean graves,
O black men, simple slaves of ruthless slaves.

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Weather you mean this to be comical or not. This is the funniest thing I've ever read. The off-handedness of the presentation like the gossip of old women is just so telling of the character that the poem displays as someone in dire need of a man for happiness. Which comes to be described as the needle in the haystack. What a sexual pun that is. It's the perfect cliche. A poet friend// RH Peat
The last two lines are very sharp and accurate, well expressed.
Interesting tale of a maiden waiting for the right soulmate A theme you have wrote which is a fact of life good write ++++10 thanks for meditate note I do yoga every day and mqarried to a yoga teacher regards
In so many ways this is a very sad tale my friend Loneliness is such a terrible thing to ache for the comfort of another is in a way a torment on its own,
very interesting..entertaining write indeed...liked it very much...hey who told you woman in forties are naughties, i liked the phrase thoguh..very touching and moving towards the end too..nice//thanks
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