Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 314 Points (26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

Boston To Bangalore Terror Sparks. - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

Bangalore and Boston
Life's, humans, people.
Terror's tremors
Boston becomes a Nation
Bangalore remains Bangaluru
Petty politics
No praise, perhaps no presence of Paramedics
No heroes
No Barack
No Bostonians
No Americans
No Indians
No Humans
Only bites, of sounds
Just clipped, News
Do you need more proof my brothers?
Isn't it true and so stark?
We are a land of farts.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

There was a bomb blast of a smaller proportion in the City of Bangalore in India today. It is evident In india we weigh the injured, dead and maimed and till they don't reach a critical weight mass number we don't feel a bump. Life goes on. A certain minimum few tons of people have to be butchers in one go, looks like it. And they cannot be cops and political party workers.

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  • Rookie - 42 Points Prathibha Nandakumar (4/17/2013 7:37:00 AM)

    nice and instant reaction too (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 3, 2013

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