Prabhakar Subramaniam

Suspect - Poem by Prabhakar Subramaniam

We, devotees, were asked
To go through a metal detector,
Frisked for belt-bombs
Our bags were searched
Weary faces scanned
For suspicious looks
We were looked at pointedly
For telltale body twitches
That would give away
Any evil designs
I expected to be asked
To declare my faith
In the presiding deity
Even recite a sloka or two
To be found out
The sun-soaked courtyard
Made us hop on bare feet
I stopped by the temple tank
Thinking of the bard
Who dared to question god.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 3, 2013

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