On a sunless day
I felt him tap on my back;
But I was away.
With them screaming hymns;
In this neighbourhood, I am
Almost an atheist!
They erect statues
In the likeness of their foes;
To bury their guilt.
One morning I see
Five crows circling the sky.
The long dead came back.
(c) Kundo Yumnam 01-12-09
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