Misery Unplugged

Rough, rustic and tell tale

their feet like arid land

exposed to sultry drought.

Their cracked lives sustained

by coarse labour; these gypsy

lives whose tomorrows stretch

along darkening asphalt roads…

They trudged on foot in mute

resilience; braving the crippling heat

a few dropped down in the middle

of nowhere; a journey along

rail tracks, they drifted to the land

of dreams; death arrived on

chugging wheels – like goods and

chattels scattered to pieces,

shepherded to a dreamless world.

Last week, their garden shears

pruned the plants taming

all wild growth. Today

the seeds of guilt left behind

fall on fallow conscience

and dog-eared history

jots down another

forgettable chapter.

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About Madhumathy R

Former Professor of English from Kochi, India. Holds doctoral degree in African literature; loves to read and write poems; has published poems in journals and would like to engage in discussions on literary themes.

5 thoughts on “Misery Unplugged

  1. suzette portes san jose

    THE POEM TRAILS ON LFES JOURNEY AND THE NEVERENDING ONE TO WALK THROUGH ALL THE ROCKY ROADS OF BURDEN AND PAIN…LIVE AND SURVIVE NICELY WRITTEN…

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  2. VijayNair

    An excellent poem,brilliantly conceived and executed,filled with insights, and of contemporary social relevance.

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  3. amitapaul

    A moving comment on the pathetic situation of millions of migrant labourers in India walking home often hungry and thirsty for days on end during the COVID-19 lockdown

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