Not Everything Lost Poem by Ajit Das

It was the rush hour,
commuters were pouring in through the gate,
jostling on the platform to board the train –
there was chaos all around.
Suddenly a warning was heard:
someone had slipped and got stuck in the gap
between the train and the platform.
The driver was warned not to move the train.
The chaos turned into a dramatic turn of order.
All the passengers got down,
stood in a line on the platform,
gave a push to the train, tilting it on the other side.
And the man was moved out; his life saved.
Passengers again boarded the train,
rushing through the doors; and services resumed.

The harbinger of doom looked sheepish.
Who says all is lost with humanity?