Brahma Chamar: Poems

The Resolve

When they equated
my teardrop
to blood.
I understood that
Rivers of blood
have flown here.
The wounds inflicted by the words
and
the whip that lashed
have made me realize
after so many years
that
I too, have a body.,
Mine is the same
home
at the end.
I have now resolved
To frame
the blood that was shed
in the history.