The three enemies

Head, heart, hand,
like a stream can flow
to follow one dream;
the team cannot stand
together thanks to the
rotten teachings, techniques
they’ve learned, to be always
at loggerheads, one ahead
of the other, never in sync with
one another;
as separate entities, they
run fast, alone, haywire, as
enemies, like a misguided learner,
an overflown river
with broken banks, the water
that could have given life
is drowning humankind with
an invisible knife.

Hand, heart, head, they never
sing the same song, paint the
same picture, speak the
same language; ruling
over the dead, they hardly
agree to walk hand in hand,
no consciousness they’re one
and the same; they miss the fun,
lose the game.

Head held low, hands hurt below
the belt, the heart lies apart;
had they flown like a brook,
a watercourse, a tributary
what a tribute that would’ve
been to the little hut, had the three
shown a careful camaraderie.

In the ocean of ignorance

the world
whirled into wars
weapons, drones,
bought, sold
to violate the earth
the pages browned
and old
resurrect into a cruel mirth

no one, absolutely none
has the wisdom to deliver
us out of this unconsciousness

we, the humans of the space,
drowning into the ocean
of ignorance

***

Un océan d’ignorance

le monde
tourbillonne dans les guerres
armes, drones,
achetés, vendus
afin de violer la terre
les pages brunies,
anciennes
ressuscitent en une
cruelle dérision

personne, absolument personne
n’a la sagesse 
de nous sortir de
cette inconscience

nous, les humains de l’espace,
noyés dans l’océan
de l’ignorance

***

অজ্ঞতার মহাসাগরে

বিশ্ব
যুদ্ধের ঘূর্ণিতে নিপতিত
অস্ত্র, ড্রোন,
কেনাবেচা চলে
পৃথিবীকে ক্ষতবিক্ষত করার জন্য
পুরনো, বাদামি পাতাগুলোর  
পুনর্জন্ম হয়
এক নিষ্ঠুর উল্লাসে

কেউ না, একেবারেই কেউই
পারে না আমাদের টেনে
তুলতে এই অজ্ঞানতার থেকে

আমরা, মহাকাশের মানুষ,
ডুবে যাচ্ছি অজ্ঞতার
মহাসাগরে