Mina Gajbhiye
Both are useless
What will you do for those
Whose hunger is an ache?
Shed two tears?
Give a fourth of a slice of bread?
What will you do for those
Who don’t quite live
And don’t quite die?
Write a beautiful poem on life?
Or a beautiful poem on death?
Whtever you do -
It’ll be useless.
Translated by Jayant Karve and Eleanor Zelliot
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