Vadakkumpurath Ramesan


The Lady With Gun - Poem by Vadakkumpurath Ramesan

She was made for a mission
The mission to liberate a nation
The mission to liberate masses
From the miseries of life
Inflicted by the despot
Whose caterpillar like armory
Rolled over the meadows
The mountains, the plains
And the hamlets of hutment clusters!
The sentinels of the despot
On surveillance of movements
Of even an ant or butterfly
Watch men and women
As guards before the iron bars
Of the prison cells
By translating the nation to a jail!
She gathered not men
But of her sex and clan
To be holed up in the caves
Of the mountain as if made
By the destiny to be used
By her and her women squad.
Her weapons were amply made
At the mountain tops
As of big rocks make
By time to be used
For the liberation of a nation!
The platoons roamed
And rushed to mountains
As the dozen squad started
Rolling rocks on the gun and men
Smashing the despot's beast like
Men in arms and fury!
The 'dozen' squad picked up
The guns and gave it
To the masses assembled beneath
The mountains and awaiting
And she led the struggle
And smashed the citadel
Of the depot to ruins
And the county and people
Liberated with gun to gun
And she became the Icon
Of a nation and people!


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 5, 2010



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