I asked a man from Mesopotamia <br /> <br />What is life <br /> <br />He asked me in turn <br /> <br />The thane of Fife had a wife <br /> <br />Where is she now <br /> <br />The rolling seas that drowned thousand ships <br /> <br />Of Ur Mesopotamia <br /> <br />And that laughed at the gasoline afire <br /> <br />Flung into her breast <br /> <br />When fire broke out in Iraq <br /> <br />From nothing do you come <br /> <br />And to nothing do you go <br /> <br />And what is life then? <br /> <br />It is like a ghost from the womb <br /> <br />Of nothngness <br /> <br />That undoes the order of things <br /> <br />Burning the World Trade Centre <br /> <br />And putting Baghdad into flames <br /> <br />And the n vanishes like bubbles in the air <br /> <br />Every man is a witch<br /><br />Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-man-from-mesopotamia/
