Oblivion Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
Oblivion
Drunk on power they arrived
Riding on two big black vehicles
With red number plates
Accompanied by gun carrying security men
The group climbed the stairs
Two steps at a time
Oblivious of the people present
People who quietly moved aside
Oh, the pride in their strides
The reckless posture
The contempt in their manners
For all lessor human beings!
‘Memento Mori' flashed through her mind…
"Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely ". The personnel in the armed forces need to imbibe humility. But, from whom?
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Power can make your blind; power can make you indiscreet; power can make you hound dog; Power will make you forget everything from the past; Power is most dangerous if you can not control yourself;