Bang, Bang, Bang You're Quite Hungry Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Bang, bang, bang you are quite hungry—--
Beneath a shady tree, where tender buds
Drink the showers of light, no mercy;
Through the ripened fields and so thirsty.
You chase ruined dreams of the pityful-peasant,
Hitting the streets where small merchants
Sell their second hands, before the crescent
Climbs. you've dropped where resurgence
Is done, where woes and wounds are healed,
And infants know not your hits and thrall.
Bang, bang over the graveyard, you' re pleased
To decimate where divine light does befall.
Bang, bang, your care not who walks the road,
Blind men or cattle all shall share your load.