my lord Shamaliyo honored my hundi -
how would we get Gagli's gavan,
the bridal sari otherwise
and give her grand send off ?

my vow to our clan-deity Chavanda bore fruit
and the young high caste garasani died.

they draped her corpse with a shroud of red gavan.
flames of her pyre are burning crimson red
and the red gavan is waving at the akda bush !
Gagli's mother is smiling bitchy black!

let the corpse-bearers and mourners turn their backs
and i shall run to the funeral ghat.

my lord honored my hundi.
the lord of us untouchables.