Villanelle: Who Would Put Us On This Blue-Green Hot-Cold Earth
Villanelle: Who would put us on this blue-green hot-cold earth
Who would put us on this blue-green hot-cold earth
Love us as much as we whose steps in vain grace
Why make us defile the holy womb of birth
Who wouldn’t find us such a mawkish source of mirth
Our entry into world blessed with slime on face
Who would put us on this blue-green hot-cold earth
Should not some other means have been found for birth
Than the bang-bang thrust in lice filthy disgrace
Why make us defile the holy womb of birth
That pleasure be sought in and around the girth
And to make things worse drag down the beauteous face
Who would put us on this blue-green hot-cold earth
Unless the lesson’s to rise above and loath
The fiend in thirsty loins contumacious
Why make us defile the holy womb of birth
Could our true fate be to disown very earth
Not knowing why we came in the first place
Who would put us on this blue-green hot-cold earth
Why make us defile the holy womb of birth
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015
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