Impossibility

It is an impossible train

Running through an endless tunnel

Most compartments

Are nightmare made:

A few imported from Paradise

 

A septuagenarian nun

Is gang raped and………

Culprits roam about scot free

 

Girl child is unwanted

And killed before seeing

The light of the day

 

Cacophony of politicians

Their adulterated promises

 

Wedding bells in discord

 

Ivory towers of the rich

 

Beauty wafting from the fragrance

Of Buddha’s lotus, incense sticks,

 

Joy glittering in church stained glasses

And even in some golden hearts

 

Sari clad beggar mothers

 

Film stars in skimpy dresses

 

Tagore songs at traffic signals

 

Lofty ideals of renunciation

Still picking up a few

 

Sigh of the oppressed

 

Students after being beaten

Offering flowers

To the posse of policemen

 

Etc. Etc.

 

A never-ending train

Like the tunnel…

 

 Posted for the prompt Impossibility @ Poetry Jam