Mistaken Creation Poem by RAMESAN V P

HER THROAT DRIED UP
IN SUMMER PEAK OF THE LAND
THAT BEAR THE MARKS OF MYTHICAL RIVER
THAT DRIED UPIN A HOT SUMMER
OF THE AGES WHERE MAN WAS NOT BORN
SHE WADED THE DESERTS
TO SEE AN OASIS OF HUMAN MUSIC
WITH HOPE THAT NEVER BURN
BUT FOR STEADFAST DESIRE!
GOD GUIDED HER TO THE HAMLET
IN THE MIDST OF PALMYRA CLUSTER
TO QUENCH HER HAUNTING THIRST!
SHE FOUND WOMEN WITH EARTHERN POTS
CARRYING WATER OVER HEAD
BESEECH FOR A GULP OF WATER
THAT MADE NONE TO POUR A DROP EVEN
SHE WENT TO THE WELL
AS THE CARAVAN OF WOMEN LOST SIGHT
TO QUENCH HER THROAT PIERCING THURST
SHE GULPED A FEW HANDFUL OF LIFES BLOOD
BUT CONFRONTED BY A WOMMAN OF THE HAMLET
TO CAUGHT HER RED HANDED
OF COMMITTING THE CRIME
OF MINGLING IMPURITY IN THEIR WATER
THE CROSS HANGING IN HER NECKLACE THREAD
GIVING CLUE TO HER IDENTITY
THAT RELENTED THE WOMEN
WHO ASKED TO FOLLOW THE DESERT
FOR LEADING HER TO A TRIAL
BEFORE THE TRIBAL HEAD
WHO WITH HIS SWORD IN HIS HAND
WOULD BEHEAD HER BY ENTERING THEIR EMPIRE.