lunch is a pleasant affair

By Doel Sengupta

Lunch is pleasant

And all the pitoudoux 

Melt their karma

Into love, into food

So sacred that

Chotto king

Becomes the most

Noble person

With popsicle

And shona

And me

And the children.

The children

Are well-fed,

Happy

And playing

And buo

Controls his 

Tongue

Never to 

Fight again!