A puppy
Yelping in pain
On a side street,
In an urban center,
Like a prisoner
Being tortured
In Guatemala
Or
Other Gulags
And prison camps
Of the cruel world,
The gentle puppy
With bewildered
Little eyes,
Crying in pain,
Much like these
Victims of state repression,
A pure delight
For the thugs
In school uniforms,
Kicking the
Harmless animal
In guts,
In Dresden
Delhi
Or
Detroit,
An old man,
A homeless beggar
In tatters,
Pleads,
Let him go,
This creature of God,
And they kick the
Old beggar too.
Where did you get this violence?
Asked the bleeding homeless
Shielding the pup,
And being hit
In his ribs,
From our video games,
Media,
Defunct
Homes/schools,
And
Hollywood,
Said the
Unrepentant
School thugs.
“Urban Sport” offers a pertinent commentary,as if through a 24/7 news channel camera lens ,on the ,dare one say it,peripheral,unremarkable,casual ,asocial violence that Society by default, has chosen to accept. I believe Edmind Burke’s oft quoted aphorism about evil triumphing is well known enough. Good,hard-edged poetry!
Thanks Louis. In a way, it is a resistance narrative that, by focussing on these random acts and raising consciousness through its poetic portrayal, condemns a predatory culture that treats everybody sans power and wealth as inferior and worthless. It challenges acts of violence like these and undermines its fascist philosophy.
Good job done as always.
An engrossing read, Sunilji.
Gopal
Thanks Gopal, a poet whom I admire.