Dr Anish Mathew John
The Quandary 2 - Poem by Dr Anish Mathew John
(A personal one depicting the hardships endured by me and my family after being struck hard by a deluge in Chennai, a second time on Dec 02,2015 after the first instance on Oct 27,2005.)
Content a life, we led thus far
Spouse, my boy and our small dreams
Life so meek was all that bliss
Until it struck one time again.
Rained, it poured and roared all time
Showered all day for floods to rise
Found our home, with water all in
Shocked were we, why now again?
Lo! I see Chris' favorite ball
It nods, it shakes, it waves at me
My feet I moved, ripples it forced
Jiggles again, it shows dismay.
Moved I forth, from room to room
Saw things soaked with water all black
My doors swelled up, it tried its best
To beat the cold, but all in vain.
All things small, toys and bricks
And all things big, stove to fridge
All got socked full length immersed
For I could gape and do little.
Water it rose, up up all day
Time petite to wrap our sack
Toiled we three to find dry stuff
And move upstairs to find solace.
Lights were down, darkness filled
Huddled we close, as one great team
Strong at heart my wife was brave
Shone my son, his valor all high.
Days it passed, hours stood still
So strong the currents, the force of floods
A mind so strong, our body so frail
Alas, we came to dry land fields.
The day ushered, zephyr it blew
Kind my pal, he got good news
Found a pass to board a train
Happy we heard, the whistle went off.
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