‘Have mercy on White Things’ is a poem on violence and killing…how man has lost his heart in the hollow way of living. Though I had written this poem few years back, still it’s Eliotian perception applys to today’s Iraq and Afghanistan war zones. (The image at the right is a digital montage I made few weeks ago )
Poem in text format given below :
Autumn leaves floating
on the voiced wind
spreading over the grey canvas.
A naked tree
like a skeleton standing on the middle
with a texture of dark
and its last crumpled leaf
— lonely !
Dark is not all — there is ‘white’
a dying swan upon the dry earth
waiting for the last blow
from the metal barrel
like thousand others,
who left their body, to serve the barrel headed
who move over the cracked land
to quench their thirst, with blood.
More white spots flew to the East
more of life, has entered the torture land
to fall upon the stone claws that
shove out from the desert bottom. . .
But life never stops
and the birds never stop,
in this hollow land
nothing ever stops !
Have mercy on White Things (c) 2007, Samir K. Dash
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