indira babbellapati

(visakhapatnam, india)

Life's travails


Life's travails

He roamed
naked and hungry
among the unfamiliar
pale whiteness;
passport seized and thrown
on to street to negotiate
his destiny descended
on him by weird quirk of
unforeseen events;
illegal immigrant
is the brand name
with visa papers n passport
kept in the custody of one
who promised the promised land!
He starved
He froze
Anything short of begging
The family DNA came to rescue n he fought back.
The police came to him
for advice, the deprived
knocked at his door,
the hungry was sure to
get fed once with him.
Established his name n fame with his innate goodness yet the stigma
Illegal immigrant loomed.
Illness he couldn't avoid
but how well tended for
Back on feet, happiness restored teasingly. He had
to tie all ends to acquire
documents to attend on
a sick wife his illegal status
didn't allow him to visit
for almost a decade n half.

He landed back with his people
and the wife breathed last!

Neither here nor there, now, again a stranger, this time
among the familiar!

Submitted: Monday, February 17, 2014

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