Hello to Jharkhand, from Pluto
Hello dear Jharkhand
Hey. My original hell
You seem the same
As when we first met
So swell-
Your brown, brambly pyre
Ruffled and base
For mobs on display
At the big museum exhibit
In melamine structures
Living primitive cultures
While you glow in orange fire…
Burn, my love, burn
Let the flames spread
Black smoke will rise
To tear, rip apart
Some beautiful eyes
Which will not see
Mauled carcasses of beasts
Casually swept away
Across the streets
In ordered townships
That breed
Industrious rodents
Driving family cars
Buying at fixed cost
And gnawing away at
Bits of your flesh
In carefully documented records
As others chaotically steal, those
Animals in forests
Play the game of barbaric kill
Occasionally drifiting into
And dragging back civilisation
To rest.
I absorbed hate here
In mines hot, which blast
Day in and day out
Deep within your heart
Taming wild hopes
Into function
Burn, my love, burn
Let the flames spread
I absorbed hate here yes
And through me
I will let it drip
Drop by drop, I let it slip
It splashes everywhere
As I drift
Through my underworld
Of souls which
Never crossed the Styx.
-loonybird
