Prayer short poem

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I may be infant, baby, teenager, grown up, adult
Do not give me any name
I want to be nameless.

Do not make me a loving pet
to get your work done.

I am not aware when you throw a fireball
When you fight, pounce, tear apart,
Put me in a prison.

Your eyes never told me the truth

You never knew my hands are rivers
Far away in the hilI
I love to watch the sky
In silence
I speak to the galaxy.

But you never listen to me

Now my hands are chopped, my skin is burnt, my face is blackened

Do not wash me in holy water.

I can not join in your prayer in the temple.

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Gopal Lahiri

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Gopal Lahiri was born in Calcutta, India. He is an earth-scientist by profession.He has been writing poetry for more than twenty years. He writes both in English and Bengali (mother tongue).He also occasionally writes fiction, short story, essay, articles on current affairs and scientific interest and does translation work. He has four poetry collections in Bengali (mother tongue) and five poetry collections in English (published by Lulu, USA).He has translated (From English to Bengali) a collection of short stories of Israel (published by NBT, India). His literary works appeared in several print and electronic publications worldwide and his poems published in anthologies printed in India and abroad.
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