New Delhi
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This is father’s speech
( Seshendra Sharma
at “ Meet the author Program “ jointly organised
by India International Centre and Sahitya Akademi : New Delhi
on 05. 12. 1995 -------
Screaming grey clouds, admonishing, posing black,
Gathering heavy, staring large to scare,
Growls echo the skies above,
The Sun, the Moon, their starry-eyed countless children,
The country rolls on to its Republic Day,
Its youth feels the pinch, the pain,
Screams, cries, shouts and the anger,
Everything has been forgotten,
Guess, everything went in vain…
The one with a calling,
Wrapped up in smoke,
Robbed of its smiles,
My city seems shrunk,
Sucked off its warmth,
It lies deserted tonight…
Walls of trust have been shattered,
Humanity questioned,
My city weeps,
