Anirban Dasgupta

Rookie (21/10/1977 / West Bengal)

One Of Them

Poem by Anirban Dasgupta

One of them

I am one of them
They call them minority …
For some it’s a shame
For others a stage to show insanity-
- No, I am none of them.

One can see a savage Taliban
A world trade tower may give them fun
The child that kills to live and lives to kill
A fighter Osama shows the power of will
- No, I am none of them.

The drunk on the street, arms in hand
To cut the neighbors head in the name of riots
No money to eat they fight …
They fight to find a place in the book of idiots
Strange as they are – their God, their claim
- No, I am not one of them.

See, the man on your television
A week before the election
Shouting out of his breath
Desperate to help some community as he speaks …
Thinking whom to blame?
No, I m not one of them.

I also enjoy the Sun, the bird and the sky
I also wish to find the friendly lips ready to fly
And yet, I feel the bow – as they call me so…
I write, I sleep and I dream
And I fear …, as I am a Muslim…

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  • Traveler waiting for the paths to cross again (9/29/2008 2:51:00 AM)

    Sigh... I wish we lived in an ideal world...where there is joy and peace.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 25, 2004