Now and then

It happens now and then
a mother begs for her child and bleeds inside
down there in the abyss in dirt and smoke
you say it is ugly and turn your
eyes to the Indian rollers in flight
showing the elegant plumes.

you lament about missing footprints,
broken footsteps yet those
shanty shades can easily collapse in rain
and misery may set afoot
one day and the victims will
shout for help,

It happens now and then
people hurrying here and there
accoustomed to the blinding rain,
the birds roost on
the overflowing canal water,
makeshift water bodies.

you are always wise and may jump
in and join in the
candle light vigil for the hungry lives
of the deprived mother and child
lay in hapless silence in cooling nights.

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About gopallahiri

Gopal Lahiri, a bilingual poet from India, has been writing poetry for more than twenty years. He has had five poetry collections in Bengali (mother tongue) and five collections in English. His poems appeared in print and electronic publications worldwide. He is a regular contributor of poems in several poetry web sites and magazines.

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