The Power of Black – Poems on Humanity , Social Cause , Poverty , Women Empowerment – Volume 2 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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26. SITTING BESIDE THEM 

 

As I surveyed the area sitting like a prince on the helicopter seat; sipping

with great relish; from a canister replete with chilled champagne,

The scenes that struck my vision were profoundly appalling; and a silent sob

escaped my breath; making me nostalgic about my blissful past.

 

When I trespassed the streets in the swanky Mercedes; a cavalcade of cars

following me in stringent unison,

I felt a cold shiver creep down my spine; disseminated a few bundles of scented currency chivalrously amongst the afflicted.

 

When I philandered through the village; royally seated on a horse; incessantly

pulling its reins; instigating it to gallop faster,

I felt nimbly moved by the situation that confronted me; made an appeasing

speech to the masses to keep their calm.

 

While I transgressed through the hutments; masticating sumptuous delicacies;

in the stupendously air-conditioned compartment of my train,

I could hear stifled wails kissing my ears; and I immediately instructed my

colleagues to investigate more scrupulously into the matter; act philanthropically with the tyrannized people.

 

As I sighted the land; soaring high in my luxurious gas balloon; with a silken

ensemble of clouds caressing me voluptuously; every unleashing second,

I saw a tiny conglomerate of people scampering in terror on the lanes; felt a

bit petrified at the sight of disaster; which in turn fomented me to drop multiple packets of food; to sanctimoniously assist those circumvented by bizarre  anguish.

 

When I glimpsed the houses through my field glasses; nibbling at robust chunks

of apple; sitting on the deck of the majestic ship,

I saw hazy shadows of blood and panic; and incoherently babbled a message

through the loud speaker; appealing to the belligerent individuals to relinquish their swords.

 

As I peeked at the distraught scenario; eavesdropping on the brutal proceedings from the balcony of my grandiloquent bungalow,

I ordered my guards to tighten security; instructed them to transport ladies

and helpless infants to corridors of safety.

 

When I was apprised of the gruesome situation; after viewing it explicitly on

the monstrous monitor of the planetarium,

I dictated a nation wide alert; instantaneously dispatching battalions of army

and relief supply to cater to those rendered homeless.

 

While it was only sitting beside them; that I realized their veritable

grief; the devastation they had suffered after the killer earthquake,

And what had taken me infinite expeditions to imbibe; now became as clear to

me as the back of my palm; as I embraced them wholeheartedly; felt their moist

tears dribble down my cheek; candidly yet emphatically portraying the aftermath of disaster.