December has gone, long ago, and I am alone once more because you have turned…
April wasn’t that cruel this year
and ended perfectly.
Yes, the warmth of March
turned into unbearable heat;
it was lesser than the feat
which people achieved in April.
April wasn’t that unholy this year,
and said goodbye fairly.
Yes, the carcasses of defenders stunk;
it was too little a pain that that
what the ‘pro-poor crusaders’ took in April.
April, the month and hours, passed
was nothing; human deeds, but, were too much!