Poems by Bhujanga Rao Vepakomma Dr.

A knife’s whimper

a poem by Bhujanga Rao Vepakomma Dr.

A slayer armed with knife spanks into a stranger with fracas
The stranger, scenting foul, bolts with wheels in his heels
Not with standing, alas!
Slayer succeeds
Stranger succumbs
Body stilled for ever
Alas! The innocent body stilled for ever, all over
The inert knife stood testimony to this odious act with reticence

A mugger armed with knife runs after an alien with spat
The alien meekly submits without default
Relieved of his loot
Alien’s voice stalled for a moment
The inert knife stood testimony to this odious act with reticence

For a moment, reticent knife turns sentient
And whimpers eloquent
“What grubby beings are humans!
Lacking in gratitude! behove of demons!
When they arrive on this earth
From their mother’s cocoon with girth
I was used by the mid-wife, repetitively sterilized, without boredom,
To detach the umbilicus without fuss for you to gain worldly freedom
Chary! It is not me to be sterilized
But minds of those uncivilized brutes without social roots
I pray! I am pure-bred! I soak no more in blood!
I pray! keep me away with my sway!”