An exodusA Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh‘It’ did not know how it was born, When time progressed, ‘It’ realized its existence. It was alone, not knowing what to do. “Do I stand here all by myself?” It asked itself. “No!” someone inside ‘it’self worded. What to do…‘it’ started moving alone. There was no plain to move, Just a narrow elevated gorge, With long black grasses on ‘it’s left. On ‘it’s right was a white lake with a large black well. It looked deep very deep as ‘it’ could see from the distance. From there it was easy to slip down for ‘it’. And ‘it’ did…it flew down… ‘It’ did not know when it stopped. But ‘it’ felt that it had hit upon some others Some others…of ‘it’s kind “Are they all like me?” “Do they have the same questions?” “What are we all doing here?” ‘It’ started mixing with the others. But ‘it’ soon realized, ‘It’ could not interact, ‘It’ could not speak or gesture, Nor feel…‘it’ could not do anything it wanted to. ‘It’ could only live… And for some reason ‘it’ had to mix with others, And for some other reason it was losing ‘it’s identity. And they are all becoming ‘Unity’ And ‘Unity’ was joined by several more ‘it’s. Unity expanded, enlarged until… It moved near an ovular opening, Which, sloped upwards, And then…when another it joined ‘Unity’, ‘Unity’ could not hold any longer. It found an opening and lo! ‘Unity’ was out…it started falling…falling downwards! Another steep, sloping plain! On its right was a very smooth mountain, Which peaked as ‘Unity’ moved along it. And, which had small intermittent holes. On Unity’s left was another elevation… This…less steeper and more like an expanded dune. ‘Unity’ flowed on Passing through the holes. And approaching its way were several more black grasses Not all that fat as before but, More coarse and less in number! Suddenly, ‘Unity’ found the mountain on the right turn And it turned to form a barrier in front of it ‘Unity’ flowed straight and slammed onto the barrier The barrier was soft, but even then Several ‘it’s flew apart. But ‘Unity’ did not stop. It curved out a path encircling the soft boulder- You could call it a boulder…can’t you- Through the black grasses it flowed and then, Without even knowing it sloped upwards and then fell… ‘Unity’ felt air for some moments until It hit against soft ground, several more ‘it’s disrupted out And then more flowed out and more and more… And suddenly ‘Unity’ was no more! © 2013 Chandradhish GhoshReviews
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