Terrible Tuesday

a poem by Maryse Saldanha

I woke up that morning to a rainy day
And took off the sheet with reluctance
I wanted to snuggle and go back to bed
But another work day to me beckoned

I began my chores in routine they were done
Breakfast and bath, toothbrush and make up
Good music played while I prepared to leave
I wish to hear more but its time to leave

I travel to work the showers keep me company
I finally reach and pull around the saree
There’s not much to do I watch the rains
Its seems beautiful but somewhat strange

The rains lash around with fury it pours
I want to get wet in the rain, I can’t I know
As time goes by heavier it grows
The beauty now gone, anger it shows

Word goes around, its time to leave
Amidst confusion and panic I’m ready to leave
I haven’t left in time I return to my seat
Its too late now I cannot leave

I make up my mind in the office to be
But then a friends door I knock, shelter I seek
The rains lash around mercilessly
It is nature’s fury, the gods are angry

Be you rich or poor, young or old
Even animals helpless to this wrath surrender
Is this a nightmare? I wish it would be
But I know otherwise and consolation seek

Destruction follows that none can stop
Homes and property in the waters washed out
The unimaginable has occurred people weep
‘Why me?’ they ask the Gods, “Why me?”

History is made while lives are lost
The horrors are faced helpless I watch
Silent prays are said to the gods all plead
Save us now as mercy we seek.