Walking
– in one Breath
Silence;
and a set of eyes watching – scared curves…
Gazing
from one end to the other – waiting…
Listening
to some echoing voice through a distant amplifier!
As
their shadows beam through long distances in pure rhythm
Shaping
profiles of varied structures – they walk!
The
young, old and infant wait amidst pandemonium;
Calmness
and worry beaming through their face, as their burdened
Torsos
with kids and possessions crisscross high rises which they had once built.
From
creating space for others to touching highways
The
migrants walk their way with hope and despair;
Resting,
pacing and stretching along stone pillars which sustain their tired souls.
Flashes
of despair stare the empty pillars as
Thousands
tread the unknown to distant lands,
Stuck
– jammed into the shimmering sun
Baffling
across passing vehicles, for a ride to their home…
None
to guide these men, women and children;
They
move in one breath – whilst the fear of
Death
lingers on.
Desperate
clouds now fly without barriers
Whispering
the rains aside, as the sun deepens into the horizon.
Fatigued
souls march on; hunger and thirst create a
Of
the pain of eviction and helpless tales of anguish and dejection!
Relentlessly
their journey continues...
Rajdeep Pathak
April 8, 2020
(My
new poem on migration during the contagion COVID -19)
