The Dead Cat Poem by Deepak Manchanda of Delhi

The Dead Cat



The cat
Lay dead in the middle of the VIP road
Blood gore and splat

Cars went this way and that around it
Young boys skipping to school tossed pebbles at it
Passersby held hankies to their nose around it
A dog came wandering along, raised a leg and moved on

The cat
Lay dead in the middle of the VIP road
Blood gore and splat

A constable on the beat came by
Shouting frantically into his walkie-talkie
Dead cat, dead cat - over and out
A squad car soon came screeching
Dead cat, dead cat
The VIP cavalcade has soon to flutter by

The Sanitation Karamchari could not be found
The Removal Van was long ago broken down
The Driver was a Weaker Section vacancy
By Court Order, the Fire Brigade could not be disturbed

Dead cat must go commanded the Chief

Cruelty, said Animal Rights
Driving madness, said Traffic Commissioner
Omen, intoned the Astrologer
Community sensitization, wanted the Sociologist
Public Private Partnership, suggested the Consultant
The Economist, meanwhile, was lost somewhere in words

The cat
Lay dead in the middle of the VIP road
Blood gore and splat

The VIP cavalcade
With red beacons
And flags
Was soon to flutter by

Blood gore and splat
Along came a cameraperson
Now to bring you from the VIP Road
Live - 'The Dead Cat'

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
© Deepak Manchanda 05.09.2013
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tinashe Mupedzapasi 09 July 2015

cruelty, said animal rights.well i like this one

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