~ Ralph Ellison’s Invisible Man
A Touch
Your ancestors
Forced my ancestors,
To drag their dead animals,
To skin them and cut them,
Eat the dead animal meat,
Cheap protein they would say —
Animals which were fed
Milk, ghee, curd and buttermilk.
Your ancestors
For years, became ‘impure’ after death.
Your ancestors
Won’t touch them.
And they forced my ancestors,
To drag their animals,
To skin them and cut them.
Babasaheb gave me the right:
To touch
The pen.
Now I write all the things which,
My ancestors
Were not able to tell
Your ancestors.
~~~
The author wishes to remain anonymous, hence the pseudonym ‘Ralph Ellison’s Invisible Man’
