Kiranjit Singh Bajaj

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When Nature Calls - Poem by Kiranjit Singh Bajaj

The erupting volcano offers no pretense,
The sea of molten lava she exudes,
Stretching to sheathe and nurse the abused terrain,
Burying the past, providing a mold for fresh imprints,
At a time of her choosing.

The thundering tornado offers no compromise,
As she dons her funnel-shaped form and storms,
To redeem her graying skies,
With a pristine blue canvas,
At a time of her choosing.

The overbearing sea offers no shelter,
As her tsunamis submerge land,
In a bid to enhance her shores,
Drowning us as we suffocate fish,
At a time of her choosing.

On the Day of Judgment, when Nature calls,
There is no pretense, compromise, shelter or respite,
As we stand the test of time on deeds alone,
When age, caste or color don't matter,
At the time of true reckoning.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 17, 2008

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