Samita CHATTOPADHYAY (India).

OPEN LETTER.

How many barriers will please you ?

How many impediments ?
You are playing with bottlenecks;
You are creating snags everywhere;
So many blockades and hindrances…

Blooper
Glitch
Snafu

Gaffe
Goof –
Slip-ups on our part…

Hitch is here…
Stumbling blocks and we…

Hey Lord of the Land !
You have crumbled the map,
Torn it into small pieces;
You are perpetually creating divisions;
Breaking our hands that cling to other arms;
You are trying to squash us –
You would like to make us a deformed whole…

We are separate units now;
Left hand is hugging the right;
You are all eyes now !

Our fingers are trembling…
They have forgotten other palms’ touch…

You are playing your trump card !
You know how to create disputes !

We are bickering
Discord
Tumult
Altercation

Feud
Brawl

Quickly you build up fences

You know how to SAVE such situations
And
How to USE
And
REUSE

PLAY
And
REPLAY the same

And besiege us

You know how to hem in

And create more dungeons…

Hey you
The Ordinary People of the Land !
Have you forgotten the secret ?
You have the magic lamp –
Where is it ?
How could you forget ?

You create an empire,
Throne needs you,
You create a KING
And you can depose him too;

You have immense power;
Light up your brain’s dark rooms,
Search and grab the magic land…

 
The ball is in your court…

Samita CHATTOPADHYAY.