Opaque
Your theatre,
Theatre opens it,
Opens it,
You dressing,
Dressing under
The curtain,
The curtain
Dressing,
Powdering and creaming
Before the mirror
And in dazzling costumes
And make-ups,
You to take to the stage,
Light falling upon,
The dress embroidered
And bespangled,
Light falling and scattering
Just as the twinkles
Of the stars,
But your audience drunk,
Drunk in full
Unable to stand
And you,
You by them
Dealing with,
Handling,
Handling them!
Ruffling it all,The sun blazing hot,Fire fallingCarried by the winds,But the pastures cooling, soothingAnd refreshing,The orchards, tree shades,While on the one hand no respiteWhile on the other the water bodiesAnd the tree shades cooling and soothing to core.
The earth lying parched and dry,No rains,With a cry for water, water, water all around.Burnt earth, barren and sterile,The blazing sun of summerBurning it all,Scorching and singingWith a rise in temperature.People daring not step outsideAnd even if theyCovering the facesWith a piece of clothAs the the loo blowing it hard,Playing with heat, dust and temperature.The…
And if the same woman is notThe house not a house.The difference is just!
Had we born then,You would have protested againstThe keeping of slaves,The facts of history exhume you it notTo be reburied,To dig up the olden gravesWill not be so much goodAs think youIt will engage you moreIn reburying the dead.
And they setting on fireThe same people.
As haven’t you heard,Heard,Dark is beautiful,Dark is beautiful?Kali is dark,Dark the myths of CreationAnd the universe,Dark the mythsMuffled in mystery,What it is dark, let it be,Let it be dark.Dark is beautiful,Dark is beautiful,Haven’t you,Haven’t you heard,Heard it,Dark the myths of CreationAnd the world?What it is dark, let it be,Let it be dark,Dark is dark,Dark the…
