Treasure – Lost and found Blood and tears freely flew in a sad profusion Lifeless bodies lay around in chaotic confusion The street was smeared with the ravages of senseless gore To her bosom a woman clasped her lifeless child-aged four Blissfully unaware of this sad story a man rummaged in a garbage can Ah! The brutal callousness of this insensitive man With a serendipitous gleam, his eyes became round In the debris of hopes, what had he found? With indecent haste, toward the object he lunged Alas, to what abysmal depths had he plunged? From the corner of his eyes, he looked around And threw himself at the treasure he had found. With grimy hands, his cheeks he wiped In the air, a triumphant hand he swiped. Then on one leg he pitifully hobbled On the street-blood-soaked and cobbled. The treasure snugly under his arm His face now looked ….ah so calm. For, under his right arm, his left leg he carried Alas, just a week back he had been married! ... and the child sleeps In the morning sky dark clouds did loom Pregnant with portents of gloom. People emerged from every corner and nook When with a horrifying sound the earth shook. The morning calm had been torn asunder No, it was not a clap of thunder. With ashen faces, for cover, people scurried In utter fear, towards safety they hurried. With ominous growls, the wind did roar Snorting its displeasure at the all-pervasive gore. As the wind howled and roared in anger wild A blood-splattered woman stretched a hand toward her only child. A warm kiss she planted on his forehead cold Around the tiny bundle, her arms she did fold. With shaking hands she chafed his un-shaking breast Hush-her naughty child was at rest. The whole night he had not slept a wink Ah-now the tired prankster did not blink. An ear-splitting bomb-blast had done the trick Dazedly she watched, as a photographer did click.
Posted on: Wed, 14 May 2014 07:10:12 +0000
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