P K Joy Poems

My memorial is being built
With public fund from the Budget.
Our cultural minister’s thought
Is noble, no? If not, what?
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</>Starving stomach’s pangs had brought me to your doorstep
To beg for crumbs of leftover food.
Not listening to my begging, you grabbed my body
And forced me to take your lust’s vicious bangs.
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</>Pleased with my hard work and ardent daily worship
God gave me charge as ‘Acting God” for a day.
That was the worst ever day of my life,
Torn between contradicting prayers and demands,
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Lord my God I kiss your feet
with overwhelming gratitude
For your merciful act of choosing
me to serve the destitute.
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“My father who owned a half of this world
Is resting here, on his way to the realm of God”.
On my tombstone my son wrote in large bold
Fond and inlaid it with fourteen-carat gold.
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Ever since I met you years back,
You’ve been lamenting over all that you lack.
Never have you expressed contentment
For what you have in large measurement.
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I am writing this from heaven
To you my beloved children
On this World Father’s Day
The things I long wished to say.
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Ever since your birth on this earth
You’ve been always digging for wealth
Not really knowing its use and its worth.
Maybe you’ll continue to do this till death.
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My goal is not anywhere in sight.
None in flesh has ever seen it.
And I’m not sure which is the right route.
It’s almost a blind pursuit.
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THE JUDGE of the Universe called me
to dock and asked on the judgment day
“Justice Joy, to defend yourself
do you have anything to say?
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