Beyond The Lock Down. Poem by Bishnupada Sethi
Beyond The Lock Down.
Do not ask someone else-
How much it hurts
When one feels the pain
Due to hunger or bad times!
Not a day or weeks few-
All belongings I possess
I carry.
My feet give me the strength,
The head and shoulder all support.
My family and I
Move miles and miles
Over the years
In search of work, food and rest.
Not sure if I remember
The year and month.
Sunrise and sunset guide my day-
I continue the journey
Unmindful of cyclone and flood
Drought and epidemic drive me further away.
My feet are bared.
Little clothes I do wear.
Heat, rain and cold
All the extreme weather
Hurt me and benumb.
I rise to go-
The earth below
And the sky above
Give me a call
And fill my mind with strength
My dear ones need to smile and grow.
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7/27/2025 7:49:29 AM # 1.0.0
My feet give me the strength, The head and shoulder all support. My family and I Move miles and miles Over the years In search of work, food and rest. the lock down in India and how police beat down the poor on the street is matter of talk here...... thank you dear poet. Tony