Fear
It's true
Bunking its task
in the blue sky
Golden sunshine
Lies down morose
In sorrow
Laying its head on the tree trunk
Looking pale
It surprises me
As I see it smeared
With ashes of fear
All over its countenance
Will he too be raped and murdered
Like the hapless Rohingyas
Fleeing their home country
In utter misery
In spite of the Nobel peace prize laureate
Aung San suu Kyi
Ruling the country essentially
In Burma or Myanmar
Futile is all prayer
I am afraid
I cannot bare my mind further
Even to the lying sunshine
Let alone to friends of mine
Or to the grains of truth
Nowadays in sooth
Everywhere they are
Even in water and air
Invisible shadows
Ready to bulldoze
Those who refuse to wear
The chains of fear
No freedom
No reason
Live in subservience
And keep silent
Sunshine left Anita and her husband Collin
For good
No regular food they could have
The factory where he worked
Having been locked out
No treatment for cancer
She was suffering from
He tried to take to stealing
Failed
She thought of visiting an old friend
In lieu of her body
Spine shivering fear they lived in
Without and within
Until he strangled her to death
Choking the very breath
He had heated his lips with
Holding her tight
To escape witnessing
The excruciating process
He killed himself
Hanging from a ceiling fan
The world now
Is an aggregate
Of broken images
In various stages
Of haemorrhages
We all are a curious amalgam
Of God beast and human
In various proportions
It is the beast
We are afraid of
The way we walk away
From natural sunlight
To a life where sun doesn't shine
In the dark so obvious
The beast is out
His fear conspicuous
Fear never comes alone
Its never failing companion
Is poisonous aggression
Looking for our flesh and bone
The God we inherited
As a harvest of many centuries
Of civilization
The beast brushes aside
In ostentatious pride
In annihilative fear
The way
Terror attack traps are laid
We are neither living nor dead
We have to be up and doing
With our candles unlighted
Fears galore
Our lashless eyes and fearful ears
Are nervous
Fearing any moment
Someone taps our door
Our jasmine lives
In fear psychosis
We do not know
Today or tomorrow
The hyena
Will be hounding
Whose bone marrow
Mine or yours
We must keep alert and discreet
Whether at home
Or in the street
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September 17, 2017
For the contest Fear ll
Hosted by: Debbie Guzzi
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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