Where Ignorance Sleeps In the Head

Tragedy where ignorance sleeps in the head Citizens bleat for mercy and compassion Women’s beads of tears roll for their seeds Garden tools apply for visa to go overseas As once exiled weeds trail their way home Where ignorance sleeps in the head Smoke rises from fiery chimney of ruler’s heart Foxes roam countryside to celebrate their birthdays Victims of fiery hearts supply farmyard manure To peasants who dig when the sun is asleep on his bed