A river questions tradition in this powerful protest poem, by Dr Kumud. River symbolises voyage and here we see two voyages, within and without. An exclusive for Different Truths.
I am a sullied river hither, Wonder what awaits thither Oh human contaminated have you me Wonder what awaits midstream? Nestled in Shiva’s matted locks, heard I your kettle drums With deafening blows of your conch shells, upon me you spread the scrums; How could the innocent Ganges comprehend the ascetics’ sayings Even as you plunged into her with your OM chanting. Battling against your impurities, Consequences lined with uncertainties I am a sullied river hither Wonder what awaits thither? With false assurances you soiled my heart Dried garlands off Shiva upon me you set afloat; Deep down is an urge to make you lifeless Spewing back the flowers withered and odourless. With an insincere utterance of Mother You tried to woo me further; Sitting snugly on the lap of the earth Wonder what awaits on the yonder path. I am a sullied river hither Wonder what awaits thither? Your thirst is quenched by my waters Your bodies dirt upon me batters; Dwelling in high buildings You use fair skins for dark dealings. Hurling abuses at the woman who bears your progeny Sucking the life out of her, subjecting her to ignominy, Reducing her to a corpse through exploitation Blind is the world is your accusation! How heartless can you be Questionable is your propriety. I am a sullied river hither Wonder what awaits thither? What take pride in a futile war Why defile the soil Who will one day, with you settle her score. When the mighty ten headed Ravan could not hold his chin How on earth do you dare to win? While I am pure, you are guile, This too shall time compile; My pure spirit is put to damper, Wonder what next will transpire. I am a sullied river hither wonder what awaits thither?
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Wonderful piece of writing tracing a river’s journey