A Policeman Poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

A Policeman

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My work not like yours-
too risky, threatening life.
You work in peace,
at day's end meet your wife.
I have a family too
but my obstacles sharp like knife.

That day on duty
while protecting my nation,
a protester's stone hitting my left eye-
a bloody barbaric painful panic situation.
State helping me with arms wide open
on that very occasion.

Surgeons concluding
I lost vision of left eye.
I was supposed to meet my family
but struggling in hospital bed, why?
My family thinks about me life yours
but my role how they deny!

I remained democratic throughout-
my obligation to duty.
I can't be a protester-
rude and naughty.
To control my anger at that very moment,
an oath to state security.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dennis Ryan 30 August 2024

If I do not receive a message from you with honest answers to my questions, you will clearly prove yourself dishonest, untrustworthy.

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Dennis Ryan 30 August 2024

And so you move here, to America, to escape your loyalties to the government in Kolkata? Answer my questions, my friend, in a reply. Do not evade my questions in your reply.

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Dennis Ryan 30 August 2024

Your government in Kolkata is currently covering up the rape and murder of a young female doctor in training? Every honest Indian wants the hierarchy in India, in Calcutta/Kolkata dismantled. But you support corruption!

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Dennis Ryan 30 August 2024

You are a fraud with misplaced loyalties—your government in Calcutta/Kolkata treats women as objects, commodities. You support this, Modi?

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