Destination Never Reached

Walking, walking, walking!
Impossibly long stretches of walk,
Miles and  miles of uncertain journey,
In blazing sun, in sweltering heat,
Tranquil villages with shady trees,
Home, the destination!

Thirsty, hungry, bleeding, exhausted!
With fatigued wives and starving barefoot children they trudge,
Little babies hanging like sandbags from their shoulders, they stumble, 
Tears dry on children’s cheeks!

Men and women…they walk, walk, walk 
Until their feet can not move an inch further,
Leaving the cities, where they toiled in exchange for a few rupees…
Day after day, months after months,
Hunched under shanties, with empty rumbling  stomachs,
Cruelty is the only language they faced!

Trudge beside railroads, follow tracks,
No buses, no trains, no vehicles,
Only two weary feet to carry them to the destination,
Human bodies plodding with all their might!

It’s the darkest of moonless nights…
A few stars glinting in the somber sky to guide them to destiny!!!!
Universe seemed calm, and uncaring!
Come Rest, Come Sleep,
Come Death…blood-stained tracks,

Home eluded them for ever!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Agustin Avatar
June 2, 2024 at 11:55 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your COVID-inspired story through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Ray Choudhury Avatar
June 5, 2024 at 3:34 PM
Dear Beata, I am so glad and feel honoured that you have read this poem with an extremely tragic story. Thank you for reading this poem, and leaving your thoughtful comment - really appreciate. This tragic incident haunts me sometimes, and I had to write a few lines depicting the plight of these unfortunate souls. Thank you for your love and blessings. Same to you, Dear Poet-friend.
Goldsmith Avatar
May 24, 2024 at 9:24 AM
WOW!!! What a write/story. So Very Sad.... "Good Luck" Have a wonderful day/weekend..................
Ray Choudhury Avatar
June 5, 2024 at 3:30 PM
Dear Paula, thank you for reading this poem, and leaving your thoughtful comment. This tragic incident haunts me sometimes, and I had to write a few lines depicting the plight of these unfortunate souls.
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