Far From Not, But In The Mist Of The Madding Crowds, Searching Life, Searching Humanity And Humanism, The Last Hope Still Not Lost Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Far From Not, But In The Mist Of The Madding Crowds, Searching Life, Searching Humanity And Humanism, The Last Hope Still Not Lost



In the midst of traffic signals glowing red, yellow and green,
The jams coming to a standstill,
People stopped on,
Vehicles standing bumper to bumper.

I see the ambulance screeching,
Wailing and flashing,
Seeking for a way out
For the soul in distress,
Gasping for life.

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