Estragon speaks two languages.
Mothertongue
And Othertongue.
They refuse to speak Mothertongue because of the political and socioeconomic state
of the world.
It is really bad right now
In their motherland.
In today’s political climate,
People in Otherland frown upon
Motherland.
Estragon acknowledges this.
They are a good citizen.
Estragon goes through their daily life speaking Othertongue.
The political and socioeconomic state of Otherland is good.
Despite so,
They acknowledge their Mothertongue through
Memes.
Because memes are
Disassociated with
The political and socioeconomic state
of the world.
Estragon’s mother speaks to them in their Mothertongue,
Estragon replies in Othertongue,
Because of the political and socioeconomic state
of the world.
How dare their mother speak a language from a Land
Ostracised by the Otherland
And many
other lands.
Years passed,
Estragon fell in love.
They had a baby human being with Throckmorton –
Their lover.
They make love andtalk about the
Political and socioeconomic state
of the world
– Of the wars in Easterland
And famines in Southernland. –
‘Quel dommage’
Estragon signed otherly.
From time to time,
E and T engage in dialogues
To pass time.
But not in their mother tongue,
Because of the political and socioeconomic state
of the world.
It is really bad right now.
E and T’s baby does not speak Mothertongue.
Because as good parents,
And proper clean-sliced citizens,
They should speak Othertongue as a mother tongue.
They cannot let the political and socioeconomic state
of the world
Influence their baby’s development.
After years their Mothertongue became
Their second tongue.
And
Estragon dies,
‘Save me’ they say in Mothertongue.
After a lifetime,
The political and socioeconomic state
Is finally good.
They together frown upon Easterland
For its political and socioeconomic
foreign policies
Which target Motherland and Otherland!
Meanwhile,
In Otherland the soils
Crumble, the taxes rise,
And the people are in turmoil.
If only, the political and socioeconomic state
of the world
Was as good as it is in Motherland.
‘I am bread!’
Estragon utters
Softly before
Dying un-breadly,
Throckmorton by their side,
Crying otherly:
How they will miss Estragon and
Their wittiness!
‘I will be your bread!’
Throckmorton cries
As tears trickle down his
Square-shaped face.
They were sliced bread,
How they longed to be whole.
