Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Ananya S. Guha- A Poem

Loud And Clear

There isn't today any reality
or the truth of being outmoded
fantasy shirks in a world of the lofty 
the poor are not irate only statuesque 
and predators slap faces, each others' backs
you scribble something on a wall you pretentious writer, 
you write on computer sites, anything-  complaining 
about your country, the world, scribble in anonymity 
there is no need for articulation of the famed.
Everyone is. No one. 
Protesters taking to streets is antique.
Now we take on line networking sites. 
I network with you.
You with me. Please publish my article. 
All these fantasies are stuffed wool. 
Or cotton. Or trees with gnarled branches, barks. 
Foot prints if they are missing is not a who has done it .

Foot prints are everywhere atom to the world.
Spaceships are new games for the child. 
Ride on them, heave heavily and profess 
new technologies and science  of the brave 
new world. Then commit a murder. Use technology
for it. Bravo. The twenty first  century is a rubble of rotten eggs. 
Say it loud and clear. 

Ananya S Guha
Shillong, INDIA.

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