The city is drenched
an uncanny splash of water
floods the sybaritic land
my right arm on the other side of the road
spreads, crying aloud
for help.
The pool across the common lane
disgorges for carrying gallons of blood
Satanic paws clap
and the noise
wakes up a child smashed with bestial kismet
The neo-homo sapiens- out to witness
the wail of a bleeding homeland.
Temples, markets
Churches, over-bridges
All bear a grave silence
No flutes, no drumbeats
Only whimpers,
dry tears
invite you.
Brahmaputra flows with the blood- dyed lambs
Its different tonight, no ashes- but raw
unidentified slices of flesh and plasma sacrificed.
No urn shall ever be moulded
With the cinders the earth tonight assembles…
(this is a reaction to the serial blasts in our homeland-India,the last one that stretched over to Assam on 30.10.08 )
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