Lets go back home,
my stomach is longing for food,
now you say you are hungry,
but i am angry,
this is fruitless and useless, what do we tell mama at home,
when we go back with our
empty bag slung over our
sholder.
what do we tell her?
That the animals went for a feast,
that the trees had grown higher
than our height,
that the plants have all dried up,
and we wandered about through
the lonely forest, yet we couldn’t find anything.





Mama, we are back,
our strenght draining like a
leaking bucket,
and our sweat gland emiting
sweat like water but we can’t
drink it, it is saltry! where is the meat,the fruits and
the plants?
so you may eat and kill hunger.
mama,they are all in our bags,
is it outside? These are empty!
Outside? No they are not, Emptiness, mama is what we
brought back,
for the forest is empty,
we wandered and wandered to
no avail,
we heard the parrot say “the animals went for a feast,
we saw the trees shoot up as
they saw us,
the plants dried up with our
touch,
then we came home.





You say you saw the parrot,
couldn’t you shoot at it?
You say you saw the trees
shoot up,
what are your hands and legs
for? if not to climb.
You say, you touch the plant
and they dried up, why
wouldn’t they, when they saw
lazy hands on them.
Emptiness is what you brought, laziness is what you shall eat
tonight,
for all along i had heard your
voices at the back of the hut.
Was that your forest?

Nice one. Lol!

Iolite: Nice one. Lol!

thanks