From slumber I rose on this day,
Mastering tricky hypotenuses and holding Euclid at bay !
A quick breakfast, and when that was done,
Ready I was for my place under the sun.
We walked together to the polling booth,
Quiet and confident in this single truth,
That while leaders may sneer and stoop to connect,
Today was the day we got to kick their bucket !
I reached the threshold and waited without comment,
All around me, the world moved like a sea in torrent.
What seemed like just another day at office,
Was for me, the evidence of a strong edifice.
There they sat, unsung officials of the Election Commission,
Amongst musty files and heat without remission.
All here because they believed in the same dream,
that ordinary hands and humble voices can maketh a team.
Tattered, rusty and frayed at the edges India might be,
but with determination and a prayer on our lips we strongly believe.
I shed my prejudices and cynical refrain,
The Kingdom of God was before me and I was Born Again !
PS: Inspired by John 3:3-
Jesus answered and said unto him, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.
PPS: A most unique day was 5/13.I dreamt of solving geometry problems.Analyze that ?
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
:) Nice little poem.
Btw, if you like bengali food try '6 Ballegunge Place'.
And I believe there is a food festival of sorts at O calcutta ( havent been there though )
And thanks for your visit to my blog!
Post a Comment