Bhagath
someone calls out
Come it is time
the door opens
into my dark room
someone dear
beside me..stirs
I’ll come too
he says
i hear
i turn
to look
at someone dear
darkness
is all
i can see
Why?
Don’t come
Please
Stay here
It’s not yet time
For you to stir
No dear brother
Dear friend of mine
I know
Let me come
Just know
Be clear
I don’t flow
With emotions wild
I am not
A servant
to Fear
May it be so
i hear voice speak
i turn to look
at the door
i see
the uniformed guard
How is the goat?
i hear
me ask
Just leave it alone
At least now
Can’t you see
Don’t you see how
blind love
for dumb goat
is going to
be the end
of you?!
NO
Comes the voice aloud
Call it not
Names insane
Treat it not
As dumb
As deaf
Try NOT
To tame it
Dare NOT
To maim it
Day will dawn
When blind will see
When deaf will hear
When dumb will roar
You will
lower your gun
they will
roar as one
silence will snatch
your guns away
i go now
but You
WAIT
For
that Day
One solitary tear
finds its way
down his cheek
down his uniformed form
down his belted waist
down his knees
down his polished shoes
to Mother Earth
Come Ma
Take me now
i come to you
i come to you
BHARAT MA
ki JAI
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