Poems by Madhav Mohan

The flow of fury

a poem by Madhav Mohan

In eons of time, thy land has watched
From reptile to bird to human
Thy latter crowns himself king, conquering all
From beast to burden, from sky to night
Virtous and wise, he, the ultimate carnival
He destroys, exploits, and laughs at the hapless world
Arrogant as he, his laugh reaches the sleeping antimatter
Woken rudely, those who woke It, will not be woken
Manifests itself with thunderous applause
Dividing earth, and wielding the ocean
Ocean, beaten to shyness, but now got its gaul
To torment one who had tormented it for too long
It hurtles through the starry night, and when the sun peeps in
Its fuel powered by force, its wrath with ferocity
Crashes onto manmade barrier, catching humans unawares
Crying for unheard helps, running for every last breath
It gobbles, and swallows every, lashes and beats many
Extending its boundaries inch by inch, killing is a sinch
Its titanic frame engulfing the shelters, threatening
And executing death with effortless ease
Human life strewn like skittles, toyed with, bounced around
For every animal he shot, every bird he ate
Every resource plundered, freedom encroached
For every wail of motherearth, they got what they did
After moments of pain and fury, decided to call it a day
It left with a pall of silence and gloom
Human kind brought to their knees, the massacre was over
no gender, no caste, no religion, just surrender
To nature’s weaponry, the terror of the tide
Only left in their watery defeat… was their tears
The ocean, resuming its calm, the fury disappearing
The sleeping giant pastes the earth once again
And goes back to sleep, with one eye open