[India] Sonnet Mondal
Smeared with Crimes
Probabilities jumble up with the day of judgement
Creeping as a giant snake towards me.
The last hours were like a python coil,
Tough and harsh, without even the freedom to die.
I had a crime in my pocket but I wasn’t a criminal;
‘The crimson coloured flowers stop laughing at me
for there is confession building within me.’
Judges were unkind; their bribes were my keys
and here is the greater criminal lying within me
as I am without a penny in my back pocket.
Strange earth, weird people, then don’t want me
to be one like them; for them I am a scandalous dog
suitable to be shot down.
For now the only service to them is my words.
I will speak but I know it would have been better if
I could gnarl at them; perhaps they could appoint me
as a doorkeeper then.
The hunger and strike within me has speared
all parts of my dreams and my belief.
Begging remains as option where beggars too
will kick me for license.
I am not cursed, I am trapped from birth
Not with foes but with friends who shake hands
In front of the well to pull me into the underworld.
[印度]商籁·蒙戴尔
背上犯罪的黑锅
宣判日临近，种种可能性骤然增加
它们像一条巨蟒偷偷向我袭来
最后几个小时，更像是在盘绕我
难以忍受，甚至没有死亡的自由
我口袋里有个罪行，但我不是罪犯；
“猩红的花儿啊，别再嘲笑我
因为我内心越来越有种忏悔感。”
法官都无情，贿赂他们是我的秘诀
可我穷得后面口袋里没有一分钱
这才是藏在我内心最大的罪人
奇怪的大地，诡异的人群，他们不愿我
跟他们一样；我于他们是一条可耻的狗
只配一枪打死。
现在他们唯一用得着的，是我的文字服务。
我会说话的，但我知道，最好我能
冲他们咆哮，也许他们因此能任命我
做一只看门狗。
我体内的饥饿与抗争已经将
我的信仰和梦想的全部统统刺穿。
只剩沿街乞讨的选择，但我会因为
没有许可证而被丐帮痛打
我不是坏人，可从降生起就进了圈套
不是敌人的，而是朋友的，那些在水井前
和我握手，然后把我拉进地狱的朋友。
（晚枫 译）