Treasure Island

Varghese J Kuttikat


i.Set the child on the throne
Decked with choicest laurel crown
Sing dawn-fresh hymns ethereal
Dance frenziedly to their tune awful
This sort of exaltation of the little ones
The celebrant shall find not easily endurable
As he or she should willingly abdicate the throne
This is a saga reminiscent of coronation
Only, there is a disturbing shift of roles
Which shift spells at once surrender and conquest
Take heart, there rises the stellar, hearty laugh of humanity.

ii.The soaring kites and speeding boats
Excite little ones beyond limits
And we, the big ones brought them on the site,
Rather capriciously: yes, an act of seduction
We too were seduced in our turn
So we forgive our forebears, in hope of getting ourselves forgiven
Why this talk of forgiveness? - I shall tell you:
The kites and boats might crash into bloody floods.

Submitted: Sunday, July 13, 2014

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