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Rallentanda

Monday, November 29, 2010

In Cold Blood

I listened
The stories were mesmerising
of the survivors in Mumbai

Vicariously I experienced
the suspense, the terror

But, most terrifying was the response
from the middle class Anglosaxon wife
who watched her husband's murder
her demeanour au naturelle medicated calm

her countenance understanding and kindness
who held no animosity for the terrorists
poor sad and ignorant people

My eyes widen and emerge like stalks
Aghast
I look at him
He looks at me slightly bemused
and takes my hand tenderly
Eyes filled with gratitude

3 comments:

  1. Wow. I cannot imagine. "Medicated calm" - adds to the terror here.

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  2. That's incredible. The essence of poetry is the capture of a moment - and you've totally done it here. I applaud you!

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  3. magical ending,
    passion meld souls.
    love heals wounds...

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