There were these
people
In the marketplace, malls, multiplex
Sitting, chatting,
binging, boozing, talking about sex
Some bitching about
their mothers-in-law, bosses
The arena was filled
with fun, chatter, and blabber
Adorned with smirks,
grins, groans, laughter...
Dancing with the
chirps, in the actions and the art
I was there in every
mouth, in every heart
In every sense, in
every nerve and vein
I watched deceit,
generosity,
Friendship, glamour,
fraternity,
In the busyness,
laziness of the place
If there were conceits and fights,
too there was warmth and grace.
Boom!
In a minute everything
changed
In all the organs and
feelings, where I dwelt
A strange bright
colour flowing from them, amazed
All dreams, poems are
suddenly put to rest.
If I reside in this abrupt blue,
I dwell in the boom
too!
Let me watch now, how
this is dealt
Angry, horrified brains
are now sitting, discussing
How to commit a crime
like the actors
To show them how
creative intellects are
I tried to whisper in them,
in vain
That’s a hurricane
with a different name
Your angers won’t dump the storm dear women and men.
My people, my world shuns the criminals, not the crime
Both immortal become, through
the passage of time
Killing the act has no
place in the room
Actors on the ground survive
through the boom.
I am watching this without
guilt or shame
How tomorrows present this
move on game
There were these
people...
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