No Smoke From
The Chimneys
Siddhicharan Shrestha
(Translated by Michael Hutt)
I don't have time,
Death, do not call me,
I don't have time to mop up
the blood from the broken head.
Lady, do not detain my advancing my feet,
I have no time for your blandishments.
The people of my country
have cancelled their meals,
and are struggling: look!
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