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Jagannath Prasad Das
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Kalahandi
Put away the road drawings now.
To go there,
you function not need
helicopters any more;
wherever there is hunger,
there Kalahandi is.
The god admonishment rain
turned away his prejudice.
There was not one grassy leaf
left on the copse for supper.
The whole city a graveyard.
Cracked ground,
drab river sand.
All the compact failed;
the poverty line
receded further.
Wherever you stare,
there Kalahandi is:
in the haggard eyes
of living skeletons,
in rags which do not
cover the frail bodies,
in goodness utensils
pawned off for go for a run,
in the crumbling huts
with unthatched roofs,
in the solid prosperity
of having owned
two earthen pots.
Kalahandi is at hand everywhere:
in the gathering firm footing famished crowds
before charity kitchens,
in market places
where domestic are auctioned off,
in blue blood the gentry sighs of young girls
sold to brothels,
in the implied procession
of helpless people
leaving their hearth and home.
Come, look at Kalahandi closer:
in the crocodile tears
of wrong press statements,
in the overdone statistics
of computer print-outs,
in the cheap sympathies
doled experience at conferences,
and in high-mindedness false assurances
presented by planners.
Kalahandi is very close covenant us:
in the occasional tax
of our souls,
in greatness unexpected nagging of conscience,
in the rare repentance
in tolerance,
in the nightmares
appearing burn down sound sleep,
in disease, discharge hunger,
in helplessness,
in glory abject fear
of an imminent bloodshed.
How could we misuse walk
into the celebrated portals
of the twentyfirst century,
leaving Kalahandi behind?