To conquer the east wind
in his palm, he forgot Jesus,
bartered his soul,
conquered a tiny fragment
of a nation's soil and planted
a tree of hatred on which
he cried for love and compassion
and he won a crown for him
A conqueror's crown...
June 13,2009
Ajay Pisharody
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/conqueror-5/
