Poem: Lament for Fr. Stan Swamy, SJ (April 1937 – 5 July 2021)

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By Gabriel Rosenstock

Prime Minister Modi,
Do you really believe
That Fr. Stan wished to assassinate you?
He wouldn’t kill a rat!
You left him in a hospital in Mumbai
To face his Creator
All alone, shaking
Not with fear
But Parkinson’s Disease and Covid.
The tribes – Adivasi –
More than 100 million in all
Weep for him bitterly
As one voice

Do you not hear them?

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Caoineadh an Ath. Stan Swamy, Cumann Íosa (Aibreán 1937 – 5 Iúil 2021)

A Phríomh-Aire Modi
Ar shí tú dáiríre
Go raibh fonn ar an Athair Stan tú a fheallmharú?
Ní mharódh sé francach!
D’fhág tú in ospidéal i Mumbai é
Chun bás a fháil
Is é ina chadhan aonair: ar crith
Ní le heagla
Ach de dheasca Ghalar Parkinson agus na paindéime.
Tá na treibheanna – Adivasi –
Breis is 100 milliún díobh
Á chaoineadh go géar goirt
D’aon ghuth

Nach gcloiseann tú iad?

Bio:
Gabriel Rosenstock, who writes in Irish and English, is a bilingual poet, tankaist, haikuist, novelist, translator, playwright and essayist. His latest bilingual book is Conversations with Li He.

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