Treasure Island

Bashyam Narayanan


The dateless day of September


All the gods of
All the religions
Of the world
Called on a meeting
Held on
12th September
7 years back
Because of the
Previous day’s
Heinous act
Which took away
Thousands of lives
And brought down
The hope of the
Entire human race
On the possible
Accommodative
And accomplishing
Human understanding

All gods
Were apparently ashamed
Their heads down
With no words to exchange
One, of course,
With tears and crying
“I am not able to stop
This from happening”
No other god
Dared to console him

The secretary god
Stood up
And took permission of
The chairman god
To present a resolution
And read
“People on the earth believe
That we have created them.
While we will not debate on this,
We want them to
Understand that
It is they, who, empowered us
With so many strengths
They did not give us the powers
To stop them from doing
A thing that could displease us
The yesterday’s happening was
The most disheartening one
And none of us expected
That such a thing in our name
Was in the making
To mourn this event
We all unanimously agree
That from now onwards
The month September’s
Eleventh day
Will remain
A dateless day henceforth.”

Submitted: Saturday, September 13, 2008

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