New Delhi,the capital city of India was host to 9 different murders in a single night yesterday
It's better spoken of,
how they left us alone
the atomic bombs that never fell,
in this agony with which we bear thoughts
of watching someone else's house burn,
and wanting to watch more..
O how all hell never broke loose
until we learned to tie her in our knots...
Sometimes I wonder Manik...if grief is more easily expelled in a lump sum or in digits. I lean towards lump. Seems there might be an end to it, at least there is that hope. Loss in increments is harder for me. I see aging that way. Incremental. I suppose in the end it is all equitably hard, and murder is just an unimaginable waste.
ReplyDeleteThis was a tender piece Manik. I see your heart here.
Annie,
ReplyDeleteI think its true annie...whatever all of us say about all of us..