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Planet in Peril
Poet’s Lament
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SEER-STATESMAN,
THE ILLUSTRIOUS SON OF INDIA,
Planet in Peril
Poet’s Lament
Madan G. Gandhi
Published by:
Gandhi Earth Vision Foundation
H-23/16 DLF Phase-I
Gurgaon-122002.
Haryana (India)
Phone: 0124-5054392
e-Mail : southasianews@rediffmail.com
CONTENTS
Self’s Orchestra 11
A Courtesan 12
Holocaust Rehearsals 13
Crashing Heavens 14
A Flaming Heath 15
The Blind End 16
Suicide 17
The Border 18
My Assault 19
An Eerie Silence 20
Catastrophic Flood 21
A No-Win Game 22
Even The Skeleton 23
The Perennial Sermon 24
The Acrid Smoke 25
Never-Healing Wound 26
I Explode 27
Columns Of Smoke 28
Chaos On Wheels 29
VIII
National Pride 30
Cancerous War 31
All-Deserted 32
Mines All The Way 33
A Zero-Sum Game 34
The Lurid Light 35
Nausea 36
The Blasted Future 37
The Charred Heavens 38
No Sun, None! 39
Man-Made Hell 40
A Raving Sea 41
A New Crop 42
The Futility 43
A Year 44
Flying Doves 45
The Splendour 47
The Luminous Web 49
The Aftermath 50
Burnt-Out Planet 51
Dazed Sleep 52
White Blood 53
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Fractured Dreams 54
War's Deluge 55
My Murderer's Face 56
The Invisible Jury 57
Erupting Volcano 60
A Frozen Moment 61
Dying Man’s Declaration 62
Wailing Bangles 63
Nuclear Winter 64
A Frozen Sky 65
Shredded Glory 66
How Long? 67
Treaties 68
Freedom’s Flag 69
Compassion’s Rain 70
Ember Dawn 71
Every Mother 72
The Precipice 73
Brown Bread 74
Awakened People 75
Your Calligraphy 76
Nuclear Fire 77
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Sun-Gazer 78
Anguished Cry 79
Collective Homicide 80
The Poet 83
Sadist Maestro 84
Man 85
The Same Essence 86
The Ordained Mission 87
Bone –Weapons 89
Roll It Green 90
Cosmic Red 91
Beyond Recognition 92
Life-Swallows 93
A Mission To Redeem 94
Son Of Ganga 96
Confluence 97
Forever Green 98
Fulfillment 99
Earth-Citizen 100
Earth-Citizenry 101
I Salute Them All 102
Can A Poet Die At All? 104
XI
SELF’S ORCHESTRA
A COURTESAN
A courtesan entices
the innocent into a bear-hug,
whips up communal passions
in the profligacy of desire.
Inside my skull
hellish fires rage
as I gamble
for the throne.
A witch lures
the hordes
to stoke the cauldron,
to taste the ultimate power.
On my face
the red shame
not to be washed.
XIII
HOLOCAUST REHEARSALS
Daggers at our neck,
cannons at our back,
rockets on our head,
how long do we go on
with our holocaust rehearsals?
This self-deception,
this dope dream,
how long shall it last?
CRASHING HEAVENS
It is he who in a fit
shall push the button,
bring down the heavens crashing
and unleash doomsday flames.
XV
A FLAMING HEATH
It is the edge
of the perilous ridge;
“Withdraw,” I say “Withdraw”,
the fall will be headlong.
SUICIDE
Where to escape,
pollution everywhere:
on high peaks of snow,
in outer space,
above and below.
Where to hide:
all roads lead to suicide.
XVIII
THE BORDER
MY ASSAULT
So, I am complacent
to deforestation, ecocide,
wholesale pollution,
death of the ocean.
Absolutely dead to
the planet in peril,
what may befall
my children!
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AN EERIE SILENCE
CATASTROPHIC FLOOD
One day,
you will rue the dreadful deed
when gloom shall overcast the sky
yellow smog clamp the blackout.
A NO-WIN GAME
Mind-blowing, nerve-racking,
competition in all spheres
is a no-win game
with stakes so heavy.
Desecrate monuments,
pagodas and cathedrals.
Train cannons at every treasure,
indiscriminately on everyone.
XXIII
All lost
in the fury,
be it Bamiyaan or Bethlehem
Sinai or Jerusalem.
We now hear
gun’s ceaseless roar,
ear-splitting explosions
and cannon’s thunder.
XXV
The crusade
for a war-free world
will go on.
NEVER-HEALING WOUND
True to my grain,
stoically I accept it.
But
it leaves a wound
that shall never heal,
a void never to be filled
though I conquer
the world.
XXVII
I EXPLODE
I explode
in my shell,
my radio-active waves
pierce through granite walls,
spread in all directions,
encompass the globe.
COLUMNS OF SMOKE
CHAOS ON WHEELS
The apocalypse,
cosmic cataclysm,
the elemental fission,
in one sweep.
NATIONAL PRIDE
What choice:
exploded hopes,
blasted dreams,
before and after—
the bellowing cannons.
A stern command:
the horror of
gallant men
in battlelines
shouting “kill”, “kill”;
the vultures hovering over,
the blood-dripping skies.
CANCEROUS WAR
Cities deserted,
stench of the decomposed
fouling the spring.
A nuclear blast,
all-killing its sweep,
turns earth into cinders
singeing the very roots of life.
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ALL-DESERTED
Kick stones
and lick dust,
mines all the way.
A ZERO-SUM GAME
Crystal lake,
placid calm,
now, a boiling cauldron.
Snakelike hiss,
lurid light,
of the cemetery.
NAUSEA
Bullet-ripped corpses,
legless, armless, bodies,
littered all over.
Utter blackout.
Wounded, maimed,
paraplegic, uncared,
shuffling about
for light,
in darkness.
NO SUN, NONE!
Smog-enveloped sky,
nothing visible:
no sun, none!
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MAN-MADE HELL
A hell here,
a hell there,
hell all around,
man-made hell.
By atom’s radiation
by nuclear waste,
by gaseous poison.
by fission’s chain reactions.
Hell of potash,
the kicking up of dust,
in sand dunes and rocks,
in deep seas and caverns.
A RAVING SEA
The locust floods
of mushrooming clouds
enveloping the outer space
encircle the earth and heaven.
No place immune
to the poison of radiation;
toxic soot covering the horizon,
screens the life-giving sun.
A NEW CROP
Why wars,
why spill innocent blood,
who wins
and at what cost?
THE FUTILITY
A YEAR
A year of crises,
fire-fighting throughout,
five thousand years’ civilizations
decimated in a few hours
by marauders at large in uniform,
gulf burning still,
half-extinguished flames
mocking at the prospects of peace.
A year of defeat
for the brokers of peace,
conciliation taking a back seat,
war-mongers thriving everywhere.
A year of depression,
of ethnic strife,
of statist suppression
of people’s movements,
of betrayals and blackmails,
of diplomatic cant and deceit,
of coup d’etats and insurrections
disguised as revolutions.
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FLYING DOVES
Dismantle a wall,
dig afresh
trenches of hate,
lay mines
on sea and the ground
to launch an offensive,
to avenge the wrongs of history,
to redraw boundaries,
to retrieve what was lost
to a treacherous king
in days of yore.
Advance in defense,
clear the battle zones
of all marauders,
to negotiate peace
from a point of strength.
Distrust
who practise double-speak
from their forts of hate,
cheat the gullible folk
with pleas of peace.
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Dagger-in-cloak solutions—
for enduring justice
for making the world safe
for everyone,
for removing the threats of WMD
by unilateral preemptive interventions.
Litter it with
broken limbs,
shattered hopes,
ruined lives,
maimed and dead
rotting in heaps—
their way!
XLVII
THE SPLENDOUR
Uniforms in green,
shining armours,
blazing buttons,
march in step
to the tune of drummers.
The war-in-action,
ghastly, gruesome.
A singed heart
on atom-stained earth,
no caller,
no call.
THE AFTERMATH
A time comes
when burying becomes a problem,
when there are countless dead
and no gravediggers.
BURNT-OUT PLANET
Lethal flowerbeds
nuclear shoots,
the cellars
bubbling forth poison.
Left--
the bent cows and goats,
one-eyed monsters and demons,.
stalking the burnt-out planet.
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DAZED SLEEP
In dread we sleep
in dread we wake up
to be lullabied
into a dazed sleep.
WHITE BLOOD
The bloodstains
in the rainbow,
in the green and golden
the ultraviolet and crimson.
A convict,
I enter a dark dungeon
where nightmares scream,
no respite, none.
LIV
FRACTURED DREAMS
Dreams fractured,
all profession of peace belied,
I sleep in constant dread,
palm-pressing my battered head.
A part of me paralyzed,
I slump into my shroud
force-fed by the other half
to stay alive.
WAR'S DELUGE
Shrieks
in a burning hell let loose,
combustible fires
raging infernally,
mouthing fear, hate and ire.
I feel a wrench
at the very thought of war.
Orphaned, widowed,
children struck dumb,
the mother motionless,
the dead son in her lap;
the all-enveloping smog
tightening the noose.
MY MURDERER'S FACE
I picture doomsday
staring at me.
My whole cerebral mechanism,
unable to bear the load,
breaks down.
ERUPTING VOLCANO
Screaming wasps
shooting poisonous strings
with computer precision
make me swirl up
like the erupting volcano.
No rainbowed visions,
no earthly blooms,
no ocean orchids
all springs polluted.
A FROZEN MOMENT
Am I the same
after my home shelled,
my son killed by blast,
my father shot?
No hand to caress,
none there to repair the rot,
none to wipe out the scars;
no count of the dead
in the debris of starts.
No gesture, no word,
bayonets break into
my eyes.
My prismatic body
can no more withstand
the chemical combustion.
I am bleached,
asphyxiated;
dumb, I write
the dying man’s declaration.
LXIII
WAILING BANGLES
The sight
of the maimed and dead
brought home
amidst the beating of drums.
The shrieks
of babes and women,
of wailing bangles—
the sobs of vermilioned earth.
Pierced by pricks,
I can no more sleep;
my timid self is gnawed
by grievous guilt.
Too close,
yet too far,
to the solution:
a convict
counting my crimes
in a lone cell;
a senile,
waiting for the call.
LXIV
NUCLEAR WINTER
A FROZEN SKY
Mother-earth forbids me
to destroy the clock
and revert to the olden time
when we lived from moment to moment.
SHREDDED GLORY
HOW LONG?
Bled, we bleed
burnt, we burn,
shot, we shoot
friends and foes alike.
TREATIES
All treaties,
a piece of paper
to be torn
sooner rather than later.
FREEDOM’S FLAG
EMBER DAWN
Every dawn
buried in a trench,
every mind benumbed
by the shock.
EVERY MOTHER
Wants peace
that her children sing
peace carols and psalms,
the anthems of creation.
Affluent or indigent,
stern or indulgent,
every mother wants this;
yes, every mother.
THE PRECIPICE
My brother stands before me
ready to kill.
BROWN BREAD
AWAKENED PEOPLE
A TRUSTED MARINER
Without change
life's stagnation sits,
wooden chair becomes the torture tool.
NUCLEAR FIRE
No leader, no prophet,
amidst the reigning chaos,
yet we wait for the saviour to come
with a secret remote close to his chest.
SUN-GAZER
Shadows close by
enfolding eternities,
I stand my ground
gazing at the sun.
LXXIX
ANGUISHED CRY
O Lord,
save me from nuclear blast,
blisters of radiation,
yellow smoke of explosion.
COLLECTIVE HOMICIDE
In multi-millennia
navigating through sea routes and continents,
conquering and killing the natives,
colonizing, building empires.
THE POET
Colonialism gone,
statist communism gone,
but tyrannies appear in new avatars.
Revolution abides,
though broken and shattered;
man’s resolve outlasts dissolution.
To rouse,
to bring forth
a race of warriors.
A new man,
a new order,
a new language.
Invites everyone
to join the congregation,
of love and brotherhood.
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SADIST MAESTRO
How long will you treat
man as a beast, O priest?
MAN
Unfed, unclothed,
unhoused, uncared,
he moves unseen,
unwanted, unloved.
Same nostalgia
to go a-fishing in the night sky,
same wonder catch
once in a blue moon.
Splashing of moonbeams,
dulcet lilt of wafting breeze,
heart-throb of primal harmony
from spheres set in cosmic scale.
(i)
Walls break,
peoples hug,
Germanies unite,
there is light.
(ii)
Ringing with cries of freedom,
prestroika unfurls in the sky,
glasnost breaks the union.
(iii)
Bishops sit in circle,
kiss crosses one by one,
blood and flesh a real feast.
No heretic nailed,
no prince crucified,
no one killed in fake encounters.
(iv)
With no regret or remorse
I walk out of the prison
after a twenty-seven-year spell.
I am my future
held in chains
yet a beacon to my men,
the Mandela to my generations.
BONE –WEAPONS
ROLL IT GREEN
COSMIC RED
BEYOND RECOGNITION
How cloying
the deeds sung by bards,
the blood-curdling exploits
of heroes slain in war.
What for?
To satisfy the whim of a war-lord,
to annex a mound
where not a blade of grass grows.
LIFE-SWALLOWS
A MISSION TO REDEEM
SON OF GANGA
Born in penury,
in adversity rocked,
in seismic upheavals flown
on the raft of flesh and bone.
CONFLUENCE
Pillaged by marauders,
laid waste by bandits,
from the ashen gloom you arise,
unvanquished.
No more spinning
of fortune’s change,
no telling beads of stars.
XCIX
FULFILLMENT
How fulfilling
longing for more love,
dreaming of new dawns,
hoping for new shoots.
EARTH-CITIZEN
Nationalism broken,
ethnicity triumphant,
terror on the leash!
The earth-citizen!
EARTH-CITIZENRY
A field it was
of waving hands,
of rhythmic steps,
of a slow-moving dance.
Horror-struck I watch
the doomsday dance
in the tunnel of gloom.
Published by:
Gandhi Earth Vision Foundation
H-23/16 DLF Phase-I
Gurgaon-122002.
Haryana (India)
Phone: 0124-5054392
e-Mail : southasianews@rediffmail.com