by Károly Sándor Pallai

Myanmar Ode

to Aung San Suu Kyi

the first non clandestine congress of the National League for Democracy for decades.

a silent mirror, a surface covered with the rifts and slits of the vandalized tongues, unfurling the yawning voids.

unheeded, suppressed human rights, semaphores of shivering, darkened rooftops of naked, frosted wailing. existence has long been aggrieved and disheartened by the rapacious tusks of derailed societies.

child slavery, forced labour, sexual violence.

silent fissures after the brutal repressions.

stateless asylum-seekers troop from Myanmar, land of riots, riots and dissension, trembling, forming churches of their palms to salvage faith and the leftovers of a lunatic hope almost utterly consumed, exhausted by censorhip and the ethnic clashes on the mauve battlefields of child soldiers.

silenced sutures of the persecuted minorities : a collective memory recalling the flaming nightmares of systematic rape.

making space for the lost universes beyond rage.

virgin forests and state-owned clouds embraced by bleeding destruction, an afternoon procession of the sacrified corpses.

nature is aflood with the slaughtering ignorance streaming from the arteries slit open.

haemorrhage of a nation.

the symbolic body of a brute covers all, ejaculating bruising and hovering death.

everything has to be named and exposed to wipe away the tidal tears of the caustic doom lurking in the charcoal oceans of distant daybreaks.

new-old ancestors wondrously gleaming in the dirt.

Note on Author’s Work:

Myanmar Ode is not Károly Sándor Pallai’s first piece of work in Eastlit. He also had three poems published in the June issue of Eastlit.