Bring Me Things I Didn't Lose by Riya Roy


Photo: Rohini Kejriwal


The country sold forgiveness last night  5 cents a pardon,  A boondoggle that didn’t buy happiness,  But brought a little less pain.  The country razed its saddest tales last night Reduced them to ashes Leaving cinder shades on boulevards Only few had ever witnessed. 

The country stripped its sweetest songs last night  Placed the tunes in coffins of gold, Covered them with shrouds of silver With nothing left to struggle for. 

The country watched sculptures last night Descend from pedestals tall, And fill the quiet of caesuras  For they no longer harbored icicle hearts. 

The country dusted languages last night Off its thighs onto palms of wind  They now heal faces of volumes untouched  And walls that belong to history.

 
 

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