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To the Poet in David Ray
by Prof. R. K. Bhushan
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  I was with Sam
In the zoo
Playing with God’s plenty,
Unmindful of tomorrow.
The peacock heeded not my request
For a sacred feather
To adore the radiant smile
Of my Father!

I’m on the unending road
With a heart
That neither cries nor breaks
But bleeds
In the crashes and amidst crashes
And all hurling shouts -
Away! Out of the way!
I make desperate bids
To be on the safe clear road
But who allows?

I sit aside and wait
To see the working of the fate -
Elusive peace, jubilant wars,
Dumb prayers, agonizing poverty,
Shrouded in denials, disgraces
And degradation.

The same coat covers
My red silk shirt underneath
To accost and befriend
The glowing smile!
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January 24, 2010
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