A12 The Civil Administration Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

A12 The Civil Administration

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The Lady created a stir
In the town everywhere.
The newspaper reported
“Two thousand attended.”

“In an unhygienic place,
With no proper approaches,
How a religious mass
Was allowed to take place? ”

The center of discussion,
Was the Civil Administration-
The Mayor, Police, Doctor,
Scientist, and Revenue Officer.

The situation became serious.
In the Civil Authorities’ eyes,
As this kind of demonstration
Was against the administration

“A breach of peace it’s.
We shouldn’t allow this.
Also it isn’t in the interest
Of the church in the least.”

Endless discussion they had,
“How a Lady had appeared
Before a girl, that too at a place,
There was no human trace? ”

“Behind this girl someone
Plays to cheat everyone,
And make money out of it.
We can’t watch and sit.”

The Mayor sent the Doctor,
To study this strange factor,
And he submitted a report,
That gave them doubts a lot.

“Her pulse was normal.
She wasn’t hysterical.
Her face was calm
With her usual charm.”

“Her look was radiant,
When her gaze went
Towards the cavern
Where there was none.”

This was of no use
As it gave no clues
To the breach of peace
In that remote place.

The Scientist said
“It’s a soft rock bed
With tendency to sweat,
Making the place wet.”

“It appears, the cavern
Earlier must have been
An altar for sacrifice
And a pre-church place.”

This kind of argument
Led not to any detriment
Or any kind of disturbance
To the so called ‘peace.’

The situation, how to handle,
When each one held a candle
In their hands peacefully,
And worshiping religiously?

The Police Commissioner,
Tried to convince the Mayor,
“It’s no good, let us call for
The military, it’s better.”

Nothing could stop people,
Watching this pretty girl,
When she was in trance
Gazing the Lady’s face.

The doctor was humbled
The scientist also tumbled.
The police was helpless.
The Mayor was restless.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Fowler 09 April 2007

The ways of the Almighty are mysterious. Finite human beings are helpless in the face of miracles. Bernadette continues to shine and your poetry continues to inspire the reader. Warm regards, Sandra

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Rajaram Ramachandran

Rajaram Ramachandran

Chennai born, now at Juhu, Mumbai, India
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