it's your birthday today
the liberal 9 to 5-s will hold tame celebrations
throughout Calcutta, throughout Dhaka
not everywhere, only in places where they stay
and make their sounds and eat their food
and sleep their sleeps
they won't see the blood of the fucked billions in their food
they won't hear the wild wails of the slaughtered billions in their nightmares
but i won't grudge all that today
it's your birthday and purple flowers have bloomed,
familiar birds had chirped all morning - and we all will live
because humans always do
Rebel poet, lover poet, may my heart be true.
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