A Myth May Better Be Than Truth - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Stripping Santa Clause of the crown of God
Would scarce him a lesser-loved old man make,
Nor faulting Truth Fairy to face vile fraud,
They are not they standing on title’s stake;
Some myths that motivate, inspiring youths,
Far better be than fire-betested truths.
Armstrong perhaps was tough, doping or not,
That has done to the world a world of good,
Rekindling hearts by curse of cancer wrought,
Inspired now to fight, fight old attitude;
Starved is this world of a role model rare,
To scare head-strong truths with a strong-arm dare.
Scarce is this world at war with fairness creams,
Hair transplants, nor cosmetic skin routine—
To look nigh better yon god-given means,
Nor is seeding by tube satanic sin;
The world’s fine with photo-shopped touch-up look,
Images cooked ere loaded on Facebook.
But a li’le trace of banned drug is too much—
To him that has lived with no crouching crutch.
Lance Armstrong, the holder of many a cross-country Cycling
world records, who defeated debilitating fatal disease like cancer
with sheer will power to fight with it, and was an inspiration to
thousands of cancer patients, apart from today’s youth in general,
was recently stripped of all his titles in a USADA’s dogged hunt.
Note: The subsequent facts of the case though indicate that
Armstrong perhaps was guilty of drug abuse, I feel, the core truth
stated here still stands. Drug abuse has become too common. It is
perhaps because inducements for it—the money power if a player
wins—has sky-rocketed. Sports has become a means of minting
money, even business. Sports is no more an innocent game to enjoy.
Yet, he was a symbol of grit and determination and courage against
insurmountable odds. A myth has been broken. But some myths seem
to serve better than truths.
The poem is set in a peculiar sonnet format— three Stanzas of six,
six, and eight lines, each one a small sonnet with a couplet in the
end in the form of a volta— an experiment.
- Happenings (Satire) | 11.09.12 |
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