We the Bretheren
WE THE BRETHEREN
I’ve a friend, Chang, Chinese
his roommate, Chin Lee, Japanese.
Lee married Shernaz, a brunette
whose father is from Pakistan
and mother from South Africa.
Shernaz’s childhood friend is Sofia
an American…whose Russian teacher
is Spasky, Alexander Spasky from Slovakia
When we meet together so often we do,
it’s festival.
We drink, we eat, and we chat and laugh
when our hues disappear,
and our different accents tickle our funny bones.
We feed each other with our respective ethnic cuisines
and relish each other’s pleasure.
That’s when we become transparent
and find each in other.
But often we wonder
“Who’re they; the Jihads;
who are making chemical weapons
and who is grooming the economic hit men?”
We know the answers as well
“Those lunatics we ourselves,
the saner brethren have elected to rule us all.”
“There are only two classes in the world
the rulers and the ruled!”
Then again we question ourselves
“Who are we then; helpless fools
or voiceless intellects?”
Copyright © Mydavolu Venkatasesha Sathyanarayana | Year Posted 2018
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