Tuesday, 11 September 2012

Give peace a chance - On 11th remembrance of 11th September

On this 11th remembrance of 11th September, the students of IIM Raipur pray for peace all around the globe. Here is a small poem as a tribute to all those who died on the unfortunate day.....

Four hundred meters height but may be the safest place to enter
Along with optimistic hopes, I was entering the mighty world trade centre
Were the hopes genuine of future, or was there an interrogation of or 
Whatsoever the consequences I had to reach the fifty fifth floor 
Where unexpectedly of the future peril the mental activities were as always on 
Till the substantial structure trembled along with a dreadful tone 
“The plane has crashed into us “, from up came the dying shout 
In my whole body, the oxygenating fluid excited to effuse out 
Nothing else was in front of us to reach the stairs 
Till now the noxious gas jets had glutted the atmosphere 
The right terrace collapsed, the ruined structures started making the mount 
I fell, got up, ran, fell, got up, do not remember the count 
Again the legs hindered, but excuse me this time someone was there 
“Are you stupid, slumbering like this on the stairs?” 
“Don’t you have the tongue?” Oh jolted! He was dead 
The devil would ring my knell too, I could not be sad 
Rushing, ascended several floor, here, there everywhere cries 
Every heart grief stricken, but no brain had time to moisten the eyes 
The death wasn’t to give up the chase; the mercury was on an increment 
Now I can’t, now I can’t, the vicious wounds were proving them significant 
Conclusively came the end of struggle and so adorning was the ground 
The legs gave way, the eyes closed, the ears refused to perceive any sound 
Ages passed and the black balls gazed through the black lined shutters 
Julie and Alex were watching the ticking clock with the slightest of utters 
Julie ran to doctor, tearful Alex inquired: “Are you fine?” 
Paining like anything, what to show off the sign 
“I will get well soon, there is nothing to fear” 
Powerless to pat on his head, paralyzed? Not even there! 
All the world is dustbin, all the humans are leech 
I also belong to same species and now only I will teach 
I will kill you, you will kill me and the homes will continue to burn 
The cycle will keep on rounding; we will have to take out a turn

The story depicted in poem is purely imaginary. This is not related to the real experience of any person present at World Trade Center on 11th September, 2001. Julie is imagined to be the wife of imaginary author and Alex their son.

The poem has been contributed by Ankit Sharma PGP 2011-13. He can be reached at PGP11007.ankit@iimraipur.ac.in

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