Parallel Lines

Shall I write a poem today?

the tall wire fence is gone,

if I did, what would you say?

the railway tracks are rusted,

the watchtowers have fallen;

what if my inspiration should fail

and words escape me?

the names of their Captains

lie in unmarked graves,

the records of their triumphs have been erased;

how then should I complete my task?

demand History exonerates me

or merely to ask?


2 thoughts on “Parallel Lines

  1. VijayNair

    An incisive,introspective poem that brings together the enigma of the creative process and the irony and paradox of human conflict.


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