Friday 10 December 2021


 Their lies

Fall like rain

On the villages and forests

The deserts and the rivers

The cities and the mountains

Fall on him and her and me and you. 

And in the falling

The lies change to blood and fire

Into poison dew.

Copyright B Purkayastha 2021

Tuesday 7 December 2021

Oyster Harbour Day

 Dear World, it is better to start WWIII than let this happen again!

(Yes,  I'm making fun of Amerikastanis' "intelligence". No, I don't care if your grandfather was sunk to death at Pearl Harbour. You've lost the right to sympathy on any point whatsoever.)