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(For B.N.Yugandhar)

Just imagine a situation
Where I need your intercession
With some desperate men.
Kidnapped at the point of a gun,
Which is surely not fun,
Inconsolably I weep
For dear life
The dust of their feet I bite
And beg for respite.
Like a twig I tremble
For words I mumble
For a cigarette I fumble
Inwardly I grumble
For moving without a guard
Or else like dirt
I could brush off these bullies
Yes, it was one of my follies.

But it was not folly
To behave like a bully
In my office
While administering justice
To show my probity
And exercise authority
I have to have some gravity
And appear somewhat haughty
Specially to those who are not mighty.
Now I may appear like a zero
In my office I am a hero
In full regalia I reign
Like a mighty sovereign.
I remember distinctly
That very Charlie
Who in a defiant fashion
Now holds a gun
In his selfsame hand
Held a petition.
I remember his cries
With tears in his eyes –
His village had been pillaged
His young sister outraged
His humble home charred
And his brother butchered –
To myself let me be true
What did I do?

That day in his eyes it was fear
Today there is only fire,
That day my guard drove him away
Today he holds me at bay
And now in utter desperation
I seek your intercession
But where were you
Me to rescue
When in my office that day
I was under someone else’s sway?


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