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DON'T CONDEMN ME
DON’T CONDEMN ME
It’s still linked but I don’t understand
or don’t want to understand
I am too much with me and worry
about her dying libido and my
own shrinking sex amidst salsa chill
Bihu fever, Vishu rituals
ringing emptiness day and night shake
the age-wrapped youth for single-edge play
in forked flame carve image of heaven
to challenge the jealous God undo
sins of races flowing in my blood:
I love Him through the bodies He made
but they don’t understand redemption
in churning and parting of the sea
they don’t rejoice the flames of henna
on her palms nor let the lily bloom
in the valleys use the clefts and cliffs
to deface beauty and spike voices
don’t condemn me if I am not white
the water still flows in my river
--R.K.SINGH
