Water! Water! Water! Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

“ By triggering this switch
I want to pull down myself
and this highest tower of this city”,
He cried aloud in the seventh storey.
The clerks and executives ran down
shouting a psychopath armed with bombs
was to demolish this structure.
Sensing danger from the cries,
the people from the floors above
rushed out yelling”suicide bomber! ”.
The police and the fire wagons came
not waiting for a written complaint
and climbed up inch by inch.
They advised him not to kill himself
and they urged him to tell his demand.
”There is a national threat
by these alien terrorists”,
people blocking the road spoke to each other.
“Our service registers are in the tenth floor,
I’ve no hope of getting my pension”,
a man at the edge of retirement groaned.
The police assured to fob him off with a job.
and some talked of his courage
to get there and nobbled the cops to listen,
tricking the metal detector at the entrance.

“ I don’t want a job but two bucketfuls of water”,
he blared out and threw down
the blank cabinet of a transistor set
tied around his waist.
The police pulled him along to the station
for giving him what deserved at the earliest.