Mass Exodus: Back And Forth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHGIJFKLM NOPKQKRST UVHWXYZA2 LB2PC2FD2E2IF2G2H2AI 2SJ2E2VMillions of legs tight and stout step out | A |
Of their weak doorsteps | B |
With their empty but mighty hands | C |
They never shirk working anywhere | D |
In any way or so many ways | E |
In any circumstances | F |
Melting even Dallol the hottest | G |
With their cool mindedness | H |
Or heating even Oymyakon the coldest | G |
With their hot blood | I |
They leave no stone unturned | J |
Even for meagre means or daily wages | F |
Just to quench the flaring fire in their belly | K |
All stuck to the bony back | L |
With parched tongues never seen by others | M |
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Days and nights matter not | N |
Far from the trajectory of joy and pleasure | O |
They remaining stoic keep working | P |
Untagged from their safety and security | K |
Losing all stately tags and badges | Q |
Forgetting their own true identity | K |
As human beings | R |
How strange Even dogs get a better treat | S |
In the land they till and toil | T |
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Sorry state of affairs | U |
Where human chains get loose or broken | V |
By iron or golden rods of high handedness | H |
Pathetic Apartheid rules the roost | W |
In other way round | X |
Maybe sound to some affluent insane | Y |
Flaunting their power or fear | Z |
Against mute dumb numb homeless bodies | A2 |
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Forced and scared Fleeing legs head back | L |
Back to the hell | B2 |
The beehive of evil and suffering | P |
Yet protected from the volley of abusing stones | C2 |
Hurled on their faceless faces | F |
Dreadfully defaced in the new valley of violence | D2 |
Let their conscience be hurt and bruised today | E2 |
For tomorrow their heart hurt and mind wounded | I |
Are sure to discover a healing balm | F2 |
For their long rusty blues | G2 |
Under their own bright and blue sky | H2 |
With the green bed spread out | A |
Resolving the conflicts between hands and mouths | I2 |
It is better to find the ground under the feet | S |
Than build the sky over the heads | J2 |
As Milton s Satan was right to say | E2 |
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven | V |
Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
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