Before the British inglorious empire invaded, occupied and looted India, she was one of the richest countries in the world. When India won her freedom with sweat and blood, she was one of the poorest.
Yet she remained a moral beacon for the world in terms of secularism, non-violence, democracy, non-alignment and “Indian Ocean, Zone of Peace”.
But the India, which is getting richer, has lost her soul. Under the RSS and BJP, she has become the property of a handful of billionaires in US dollar terms; she is aligned to the USA and share power and control with the Yankees; she has close ties with far-right forces; she is rewriting history to justify racism; she glorifies murderers (Nathuram Godse, the murderer, has become a hero and Mahatma Gandhi, the father of Indian independence, is portrayed as a traitor).
PEI SAN NAM
Lontan-lontan ti ena enn pei
Lwenten-lwenten kot rises dan lespri
Ti boukou pli for ki rises kofor.
Dimoun ti toler san okenn zefor
Diferan kiltir, diferan pwennvi
Ki li dan legliz ousa libreri.

Enn zour enn mazisien ti sanz tousa.
Rises dan kofor li priyoriter;
Toulezot krwayans se bann envansion
Pou anpes pei vinn siperpwisan.
Depi sa zour la se lalwa paysa
Ki ti vinn lerwa parmi diniter;
Panse inik san okenn konsesion
Ti vinn enn manntra pou tou bann zanfan.

Nepli ti toler okenn diferans;
Pa pans parey ti garanti soufrans.
Depi sa zour la, asasen swami
Ti gagn grad oustad dan lakademi.
04.11.21
A LAND WITHOUT SOUL
A long time ago
There was a faraway land
Where the beauty of the mind
Was considered superior
To material-physical wealth.
Being different was not a sin.

A sorcerer changed all this.
Wealth replaced health:
Freedom of thought
Was simply banned;
The murderer of a saint
Is now an acclaimed hero.

Date: 15.02.22

ENN OD POU NOU SEGA
Bann lipie elegan anmouvman ar later
Pe fouy kontak ritme dan enn kadans primer;
Bann vibrasion sonor dan lanbians san zefor
Pe balans bann laans, asoupli bann lekor;
Lapo bouk mor redi triyang nouvo nesans,
Dan enn jalsa lagam ladans ploy so lamans.
Mo vini!

Mo vini! Fraz mazik antik ki dres latet
Depi dan vant later avan let alfabet;
Depi dan profonder pli profon ki Lafrik
Fraz kominion primer napa konn lot lozik
Apart amenn ansam tou dimoun dan zwisans
Pou soud bann lien entim, garanti lesperans.
Ti-la-e!

Ti-la-e? Dan pagne? Dan kazot? Akot zot,
Mazisien kreater, Apsara, Pigmalion
Ki ti bizen poli diaman brit lor lakot,
Kas lasenn sediksion lasirenn ilizion?
Get sa zoli ti fam ki roule do baba!
Pran li dan to lebra! Samem Larenn Sega!
Mo vini!

 
ODE TO SEGA
Elegant feet in harmony with earth
Dig rhythmic links in primordial swing;
Sound vibrations in effortless mood
Shake hips and condition muscles and bones;
Dead goat skin now kindle new life
And in a sound fiesta dancing steps eagerly go.
I come!

I come! Primeval magic words rise
From earth’s entrails to build and bind;
From the depth of beginning the earliest urge
Knows no other course than to bring
Together all denizens through utter joy;
Intimately unite with hopeful promise.
Teelahee!

Teelahee! Where? In a gunny sack, in a coop?
Where are they, the Apsaras and Pygmalions
Duty-bound to polish rough diamonds
And break the spell of seductive Maya-Mermaids?
Behold the swinging hip rolling by!
Take her in your arms. She is Queen Sega.
I come!