Let Us Watch Until The Dust Settle.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Let Us Watch Until The Dust Settle..



Could you hear the churning from your neighbor’s yard?
They are not quiet and calm as you presumed,
Their brains are not filled with verses and tenets,
Their hands are not tied to the mortar and the pestle,
Their children are on the floor playing with the running nose,
Their adolescents are on the streets, learning hard tutorials,
While you play games of the sexes on the screen and in the dreams,
The churning is done without any utensils,
The automatic sensory and motor nerves on the guard,
The juice is secreted to pulverize and kill the germs,
When nothing enters through esophagus except the polluted air,
Could you hear the burping during churning?
They are the picturesque scenery that may make you weak,
For a second, then you forget and do your own work,
While your neighbor’s mouth is gagged as the pitiful,
Prisoners in their courtyard, where rich families flourish,
As mushrooms, yet to be picked up, salted and eaten up,
Until then you stand aside and watch them suffering,
Or waiting for the war clouds to loom to sell your arms,
On One side of the bank you talk about the peace,
On The other side, you are busy molding guns,
Let us throw all those left over in the humanity river,
Hug, kiss and dine on the tables that are made of human bones,
The dishes are perfect for the cannibalistic feast.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 05 June 2013

In the humanity river, one side peace and another side gun, no more please, good write, thanks. Please read my poems and comment. Wish you good day!

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