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
Wow. I cannot imagine. "Medicated calm" - adds to the terror here.
ReplyDeleteThat's incredible. The essence of poetry is the capture of a moment - and you've totally done it here. I applaud you!
ReplyDeletemagical ending,
ReplyDeletepassion meld souls.
love heals wounds...