Tide Black
Tide black
By the night they haul the black canisters,
surreptitiously, stealthily they move
midst a moonless night with rabid dogs barking.
They say take care. “Take care?” yes, the death is
hot to handle, fragile; a leak may emit
unstable danger. “Take care?” yes, they will.
With care they will throw the toxic wastes
into the river flowing beside the place,
the factory, beside the barbwire fence.
Haul those poisons and dump them in the stream,
caring not to spill on their own yard.
They cannot see
the stream has changed
the direction
it is coming towards
their home=
© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
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