Fifty days of violence
what is violence
what is killing
is that death
in a country with numbers
fifty is a mere shroud, wisp
of grass
covered with voices that are silenced
and now Sharmila you have fasted
those who do not want to fast are killed
the die is cast
you have fasted
enough
your land murmurs with hope
your land deflowered remembers you
is angry with you, casts its shadow
on its spaces you you you
and you still in hospital, no home to
go to
you Sharmila the two valleys echo hope
deep down ravines and hills
echo
hope
echo.
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