#Disaster#Chennai

#Disaster#Chennai

A Poem by Nishada's
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#ChennaiFloods

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If I were to cry or to smile,
To be satisfied or be confused,
To give or to get,
To live or to die.

There is enough love,
Enough help and enough hopes.
Religions subside in every disaster.
Humanity swim in the angry waters
With the terrifying Goddess of Rain.
But it's inevitable;
It sinks with the Indispensable truth - This Blood is not completely pure;
Clearly witnessed :
This is Aimless Beauty.
Beauty = Beautiful city, City where humbled Brethen,
Crumpled events And Crammed Traffic co-exist...

The Heads bow down in shame.
BIMARU comes to your aid.
The Whole world pities you.
Yet the media-crazy rulers,
While giving refugees their breath
Why is the camera turned on?
Broken networks, broken tags,
All people in hunger and rags,
Necessities smitten by the Goddess,
Overflowing demands
Deficient necessities
Lost livelihood Lost.

Nature acts.
Nature repeats what you do to it.
Believe me,
Nature wouldn't have done this, If you don't deserve this!

Regret.
Repent.
Redo.
Rebuild the City.
Not just with amenities,
Not with air conditioned thoughts,
Not even with Love,
But with Care!

© 2016 Nishada's


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Added on February 24, 2016
Last Updated on February 24, 2016

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Chennai, TamilNadu, India



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