Trains arrived at Bangledish
full of death or dying
blood seeps under carriage doors
women with breasts cut off with machetes
all in the name
of partition/religion
the chauffer chats
of the recent past
struggling through
Chittagong traffic.
'There is only one God! '
I am assured
religion after religion
and I am glad
because one is bad enough
imagine
if they were dozens
all wrecking havoic
vieing for the same belief
in us little bunch of humans
I believe
in none
only in a good
that's done.
'Good' is 'God'
spelt properly.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-spelt-properly/
