M.D Dinesh Nair (Thrissur/Vijayawada)
THE OTHER SIDE OF IT 2
The poets draw sketches on it,
The politicians want to en cash it,
The Government banishes it
But it cries aloud from our neighbor hood
Poverty has two faces of its own:
That of suffering and character they are.
Smile now and then is riveted upon faces
But at times it looks through their minds.
It is like a flower blooming for a day
Nay, it is like a promise broken for ever afterwards.
Yet a smile is a beginning
Of things uncertain and unpredictable for all.
He eats at your pleasure and sleeps when you are awake,
He first barks and then rushes at you when you open the gate
And he wags his tail and licks your feet.
But he chases away the timid squirrel in your garden!
He next even bites a trespasser to death.
And he is almost a replica of a man in his outfits!
It is a castle of lights and rites from dawn to dusk
With the idol smiling at the mad and surging crowd.
The sun makes his exit,
It is then a dark castle of eerie silence from dusk to dawn
Where strange shapes dance in all might
With the deity still made to shiver alone all within.
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