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Written 8 May 2025

The Interviw (3) Poetry Contest

Sponsored by Anthony Biaanco

Interview with an Angel After a long surgery brewed in urgency, I lie supine with the body pining with fury With eyelids nearly closed seeking divine mercy To deliver me from the painful misery. I seemed to have besought His grace for lengthy hours When a fair angel with white wings seemed to hover Around me in the air waving her dainty hands With warm welcoming whispers worthy of a friend. Me She seemed like divine envoy to comfort my soul, Can you present yourself, please and voice out your goal? I dared ask her with quivers running down my voice, It is up to her good self to drill out the choice. Angel I am a herald of our divine Father, friend Despatched by our Lord to lend you a helping hand Clear you mind from stress and abate your misery And lighten the weight of your whimpering worries. Me Can you tell me, angel, why men suffer on earth From their birth all along to their shivering death? Angel My friend, suffering stems from sundry roots like trees, Man was conceived with the light of a mind quite free To choose for himself what is good and and what`s evil, He opted to concoct a pact with the devil, Which gave rise to pride, arrogance and jealousy The root cause of all suffering though history. Me Dear angel, the world is witnessing tornadoes, Cyclones, droughts, earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanoes Inflicting havoc on people and plantations Leading the commonest of folks to starvation, Has not our Father some fragment of compassion? To spare the innocent, has He not a reason? Angel My dear friend, to meet his ever-expanding greed To satiate his expanding material needs Man has disrupted Nature`s critical balance Without a grain of courtesy or pertinence, Nature`s resources he`s exceedingly tapping Through deforestation and through over-mining, He is fabricating various devices, To satiate his own whims and caprices: Man is the moving cause of his own suffering. Through overuse of Nature`s lavish offerings. Nature rightly reacts with its rightful fury In the guise of woeful and wild winds energy, Earthquakes and violent volcanic eruptions Or diverse forms of deadly viral infections And spares neither culprits nor fervent devotees But afflicts them with varied pace of synergy. Me Angel, for many souls, life is stark misery, Immersed in a deep well of abject poverty With large segments of the active population On the verge of sordid and shameful starvation; To such souls can Father light their path with kindness And shower on them warmth of His kind-heartedness? Angel Friend, man`s greed for material gains and treachery Has given birth to divided humanity, With a minority lapped in bliss of plenty And a majority submerged in poverty, Cursing in the process the divine Creator, While misery of man is his own creature. Me Angel, many of His loving sons and daughters Are afflicted with severe illness and suffer, Life to them is a lounge for long lingering pain, They daily utter the Lord`s name, but why in vain? Angel Friend, bodily pain afflicts many a person, For for every person alike is not the reason, Many human folks of the Lord are forgetful, Only of their daily odd chores they are mindful, Pain seeks to remind hem of cause of existence And relieve them of their sinful ignorance. For devotees suffering is a stepping stone Towards liberation from bodily prison, For ascending to skies of spirituality And merging in the wide sphere of infinity. Me Thank you, angel for enfolding the true reason For human suffering and the divine lesson.

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