Baked beans fried as a doughnut,
We soak into our thousand miseries.
The savannah cleanses itself with its own tears,
Tethers our wraths to those regional ears.
Log and ease the pain in my muscles,
Mornings and dusk with their rich peculiarities.
Warfare and welfare ring bell-shaped circuses,
Freehold boundaries wherever enchantment is required.
Alshaad Kara is a Mauritian poet who writes from his heart. His poems have been published in PS: It’s Still Poetry – An Anthology of Contemporary Poetry from Around the World, The Suburban Review, borrowed solace journal and Deep Overstock.
