Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Last Supper-Gaza

In the name of the Father, Son and of the Holy Spirit
the Red Sea parted and enemies counted their footfalls
on the graves of our forefathers.
Since then, milk and honey haven't flowed
only bombs have made music
as we walk on egg shells.
We preserve the locks of hair our daughters left,
and remember our sons by their pictures
we waited for their burial, drunk by the unholy passion of pain
their tiny bodies we held, close to our chest, all night
to not let the maggots feed on them,
their graves do not know their names
as the apricot trees that gave them shade, have wilted
at the enemy's commands,
for a few pieces of silver, they have plotted against
our husbands, who will be nailed
to their crosses soon.



The full moon bleaches the blood 
on the battlefields
as their cup runs over,
they dip their pens in it, everyday
and write deadlier decrees of death
while we fatten ourselves, innocent lambs,
to fall prey to a landmine or a bomb
Please do not betray us with a kiss of peace
that was promised to us at birth,
the sheep of our flock have been scattered
as our shepherd won't come to lead us
Death is our final Resurrection.









Picture credit: Vivek Vilasini at the Kochi Muziris Biennale
                                       

8 comments:

Viola Fury said...

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ROHAN KACHALIA said...

Some power packed words that brings out the pain effortlessly... simply superb!

JANU said...

This is very true. Wonderful poem.

JANU said...

This is very true. Wonderful poem.

Pooja Abhay said...

The gruesome truth! I could feel my hair raise reading the lines. Such a sad situation mankind has put itself into.

juzta mom said...

Sigh and true.Superbly written

Vivek Vilasini said...

It's a wonderful feeling , to see my work(2008) attached to your very sensitive poem, thank you

Vivek Vilasini said...

It's a wonderful feeling , to see my work(2008) attached to your very sensitive poem, thank you