Epicentre Poem by Prateep Sengupta
Epicentre
Contagious disbelief spreads its wings
Faith is crucified by the viper strings
Soul loiters as the wealth heaps
Mind builds a hundred skyscrapers
Prayer for Mammon is sung by the lips;
Beneath the deep ocean
Hard disk crashes as virus multiplies,
Technology cracks, oil spills
Deaths in Bhopal justice justifies.
Ambitious bubbles on the surfaces break
Brittle bones in Hiroshima creak.
Watching like an ennui
Proud jargons of a competitive trade
Preparing slowly for the aquatic life to die
Unaware of its own fate,
Which after the Flood must at the bottom lie.
Tsunami of greed shaking the life
By the great waves all the values are thrown,
Looking for shelter in primitive caves?
The epicentre of this quake is not unknown.
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Note:
(Bhopal: State capital of Madhya Pradesh(India) known for worst ever industrial tragedy in 1984, the victims are still waiting for justice and adequate compensation)
The epicentre of this quake is not unknown. The epicentre of this quake is darkness the opposite of light The pursuit of values which reject noble ideals
Faith is crucified by the viper strings Soul loiters as the wealth heaps.................. yet breath seems to riffle being afflicted of poison soul when meanders to redeem by bliss of wisdom....wonderful write by the plight of living in this maddened world, quite humanistic yet by ingenuity,10++, thanks for sharing
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4/24/2024 8:57:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
‘The epicentre of this quake is not unknown. ‘…this Epicenter is but our lulled Conscience we know it but…no with a TALL BUT …we don’t use or disuse or misuse or mal use ...it has dwindled to a dot…waiting to disappear…extincted... ‘Contagious disbelief spreads its wings Faith is crucified by the viper strings Soul loiters as the wealth heaps Mind builds a hundred skyscrapers Prayer for Mammon is sung by the lips; ’ ~ Sir I started in reverse gear …the take off is splendid with grey cell [of brain] grinding elements …but that Tall But [vide supra] is but Chinese Wall baffling barricading us….Prayers of Mammon [Wealth regarded as an evil influence ~ Old Testament] is the bulls eye and finally hit as bullet and we’ve to fie…die. thanks for sharing … Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10