991 Anonymous knowledge
When they shared with us their
Knowledge
Of dealing with the stars
That go astray
Without showing the way to the
Boats
Stolen from the womb of time
What do we tell them
When we find that knowledge very useful
In curing a whole generation
Of the disease of sleeplessness
Due to memories
Of the times
When stars lit brightly in the sky
And the rivers flowed
Overcoming all the rocks
That cane in the way
Singing the music of martyrs
Who died for keeping the flame of curiosity
Burning
Lest the world forgets
Why did they plant all the trees
under which we sing the lullabies they composed
Anonymously