Melting Moments Poem by Ravi Panamanna

Once upon a time I witnessed the following scene at a local hotel and this poem was born. If these house-flies had a voice, where would have been our ivory towers? .......
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In a flash
The flies are to perish soon.
Drawn into a world of blue light,
It is a tremulous moment for escape.

They fly hither and thither,
It is all a frantic attempt.
And within the electric cage
They begin to feel a sense of ravage.

One by one they all perish
And reduce to a sparkling light and ash.
The others-those half dead
Struggle within a world of shocking load.

Within impossibility
They crawl for life.
Between life and death,
They are drawn to a silent depth.

And the pains of death
Hath a universal appeal.
It is a melting moment
Which goes beyond our ivory towers.