I wished you could've met my beloved Mary-jo-anna while she still lived among us Imparting on us her wisdom and wondrous ways
Her eyes could see through any secretive soul Her fragrance would soothe any pensive nerve She'd make every meal a gastronomical delight Her embrace would cradle me to a blissful sleep Her mind could cure the most torturous disease She'd make every tune a sensuous delight.
Life was wonderful for us indeed When Mary-jo-anna was still among us Imparting on us her wisdom and wondrous ways
But she fell foul foul eventually, of our Big Brother For she showed the people his hypocritical ways Exasperated! he conspired with the village elders To drive her away, with lies about her βdevious waysβ
She's now an exile among the sages, hidden away Imparting on them her wisdom and wondrous ways While our village degrades to hatred and hypocrisy Under the thumb of Big Brother's oppressive ways
The people are awakening to what they have done And long to have Mary-jo-anna among us again Free among her people and free from ridicule To impart on us her wisdom and wondrous ways
Poem dedicated to Pradip Chattopadhyay for his many kind words.