i see several fires lick with their tongues
all houses of envy and desire
i see several winds
beg the waifs a few drops of breathing
i see several waters
crystallize the arc of rainbow
i see several rivers
flow with their majestic disease of current
i see everything look into everything
still my country burns... still other countries bleed
Dibakar Sarkar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/then-i-am-named-homelessness/
