(For Magu and others)
When a king robs the town
The living and the dead become aghast.
Rats scurry out of their holes in shock.
Overwhelmed by the news as they make for the bush to brief their wild kindreds.
When a king robs the town
The town breaks.
Becomes shattered like an earthenware that slips out of a carefree hand.
When a king robs the town
Subjects let loose themselves from the moral shackles.
Turn in the directions of the town’s vaults. And begin to haul the treasure homeward.
When a king robs the town
Children have cause for not to be flogged when they dip their hands into the pot of soup.
And when a pickpocket is caught in the market. “It is from our king I learnt to steal,” he would lay it bare before he enjoys the hellish torture.
When a king robs the town
The town breaks.
Becomes shattered like an earthenware that slips out of a carefree hand.
When a king robs the town
Reek of disorders permeate the town.
What do you think?