Alibaba

My name is Alibaba
I'm only ten years old
And it's the 25th of December
And it really ain't that cold

They say someone was born today
Who died on the cross
It's a busy market all the way
It's a busy slaughterhouse

'Cause the chicken that I skin for you
There's eight anas for me
So 58 birds
Mean 29 rupees

I'm grateful for this coming
Into this ugly world
'Cause I get the chance to earn some more
All covered up in blood

And when it is all over
The slaughterhouse is clean
I sleep beside the bird
That don't dare to ever scream

And finally, end of dreaming
Of purple paper kites
That I fly across the oceans
On a dark and dirty sky

I've lost my sense of feeling
I don't cry in a moon
My name is Alibaba
I'm only just ten years old



Credits
Writer(s): Anjan Dutta
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