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Man in distress
" Each experience is locked within my heart and only I hold the key"
Where is this world of ours headed for
Can’t it see a lone man gasping for breath
What does it mean to bear a famous name
Can it stand the namelessness among unknown men
A passenger taken ill and an unmoving crew
A hale and hearty youth who wouldn’t fetch a car
The hospital of the poorest he reaches at last
No light shines there except the match stick
So it can go out, as he steps in at night
So those who want not to see mercifully can’t
The candle that comes late is fighting the night
For a man with the splendour that laughs at all light.
Contest: A fragment of life
Sponsor: Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet
By: S.Jagathsimhan Nair, 24 aug 11
Entry for PD's darkest poem contest on 22 feb 13
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