Dalit Literature Paper 1
Unit I Blood-wave:Daya Pawar Daya Pawar Blood-wave My ear pressed to your side Heavy with child, I hear rumours of the ocean.\the waves of blood swelling out From a body fulfilled. The mine nudging the seaward is eager for its first glimpse Of the universe. Fists tight..clenched for a blow, The life small as a fist is aflame with ardour. But you are so desolate…why desolation? Do you fear- As our generations gave lifelong battle Battered by wind and rain Our birthing bed arrayed Under a palm leaf thatch Feasting off gruel Boiled rolling on our cooking fires Do you fear, As our generations grown bull-strong, bull-bumped Pulling the village like a cart, Became lifeless lumps worth mud, he too will be mud? Truly , if he is to be Thus crushed and lifeless Then-remember the Greek Myth?- As soon as the cord is cut Let’s burn, scorch, hire-harden him In leaping flames. This phoenix Feeding on live coals Will brave the powerful skies And all that this nation never offered To you or me- th...