2018 Unesco Poem of The Day

Wherever their alluvial soils desolately lay,

where the raging waters shrink,

there they long tarry,

within those binding boundaries of quick sand:

the winner takes all

loser stands small

only the strong survives.

Yet the staggering beggar

drops a coin in the hand of a blind beggar.

Swollen red eyes still flood their banks

and among your people your hunchback limps.

Many the waters that perforated through our hands

When we went to the water side with a cracked pot

Many the spoils of the enemy

when we lost after our fight.

There is hope

Hope for the weak and strong

Who here, a purpose and place have.

Victor and vanquished

and poor and rich alike

who will with us be

till the end of the years.

And while the battles still last

May it be well with us.

Emperor Leander David

21/3/2018

On the occasion of Unesco Day of Poetry