The river
The river is shrinking
Its veil is shrinking
It is afraid of the noise of the city
It is afraid of the silence of the village...
Now it does not run away
It flaunts itself freely
Its face no longer shines with pride
But it has turned black with anger
That man is gnawing away at its body...
Now it has neither love nor separation
Now it does not cry at its fate
It is just a form of ugliness
Like a body burnt by acid...
Now it remains very quiet
It does not gurgle
Standing on its banks
No one hums a song
No one is thrilled by its movement
Just watches with indifference...
It is tired of carrying
The filth of man's blind development
The filth of man's superstitions
The filth of man's thoughts...
It is tired of crying
It bows down in its helplessness It has gone
Perhaps it is preparing for Mahanirvana
So that it can clear the place
So that rivers of blood can flow again...
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