I am VeeraKesari*
I am VeeraKesari
I spin my sword
that was sleeping in the sheath
and tear your
thin dry stomach
I place a straw
and suck the blood
With the sharp claws
I cut open the stomach
pull out the intestine
and throw them
to the dogs
that wander for leftover leaves
The boneless flesh has a lot of competition
from the eagles
I tear with a blade
the remaining pieces of the body
jump and kick and push them
to the mosquito filled drainage
On the moving parts of the body
with a double barrel gun
I keep shooting
You keep watching
Note: * VeeraKesari is a 1963 Vittalacharya Movie in Kannada - does it have any relevance here? Kesari means Lion in Tamil - does it have any relevance here?
It is also a symbol in Srilankan flag ... is this an outtake on Tamil Eelam ... There is a daily by that name as well
A violent and dark tone
The powerful can do anything to the dependents
I am VeeraKesari
I spin my sword
that was sleeping in the sheath
and tear your
thin dry stomach
I place a straw
and suck the blood
With the sharp claws
I cut open the stomach
pull out the intestine
and throw them
to the dogs
that wander for leftover leaves
The boneless flesh has a lot of competition
from the eagles
I tear with a blade
the remaining pieces of the body
jump and kick and push them
to the mosquito filled drainage
On the moving parts of the body
with a double barrel gun
I keep shooting
You keep watching
Note: * VeeraKesari is a 1963 Vittalacharya Movie in Kannada - does it have any relevance here? Kesari means Lion in Tamil - does it have any relevance here?
It is also a symbol in Srilankan flag ... is this an outtake on Tamil Eelam ... There is a daily by that name as well
A violent and dark tone
The powerful can do anything to the dependents
It looks like a political poem. Strong attack towards normal(not able to fight back) kind of people. Showing power to those who are already kind of under your feet who cant do anything against you even if you disaster them
ReplyDeleteDad's Version
ReplyDeleteI am Veerakesari
I am Veerakesari
rotating/swirling the sword
sleeping in its sleeve/scabboard
a scratch
in your
sticky dry stomach
using a straw
I suck the blood
using hands with sharp nails
splitting the stomach
pulling the intestine
I serve it
(from) leaves left after eating food
and wandering dogs
heavy competition amidst the hawks
for the mutton
I cut all the remaining body parts
with the blade
kicking it
I push it
into the mosquito ridden gutter
I keep shooting
on all the moving parts
with a double barrel gun
you keep watching it