Best Poem of Nabakanta Barua

We housed them in prisons
For they wanted a home,
We killed them for they wanted eternal life
Then bulldozed their prisons into fields of corn

What’s that hand sticking out from the earth?
Other hands will sprout from it ...
And tickle us to death.

[ Translated by Pradip Acharya ] . . .
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God Gave Man Intellect
God gave man intellect.
He could go insane with it.
His heart full of blood
could not be trustful.
With speech he could
cunningly hide the truth.

The only truth left to man,
in his weary hands in the evening,
is his working woman sweating
in her hands, and the smile of his child. . . .
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