by Shomita Deb

Created on: September 01, 2009

COMFORTABLY NUMB

Today , I doubt this world and in it every face

When yesterday it appeared like a benevolent place

Why such a transformation I find no answer to this

But I can feel that something is amiss?

Humanity ..does it exist or am I in a delusion ?

Just a simple act of kindness I thought, then why is the confusion ?

At the signal, I saw a child , no shelter and his body bare

His eyes hollow a void in his stare

For those who passed him by ..they did not care

He was inconspicuoushe was not even there

He sat there on the street desperate for bread

No one heeded , a malnourished dog nudged him instead

Yesterday I would have touched his face gently with my palm

I would alleviate his pain, would have given him alms

But today I look at him with the same frigid stare

I shrug and think,Well that's life and it ain't fair

Oblivious to his tears , I don't hear him cry

As the signal turns green, I just drive by

I made no difference, when did I alter

I am no different , my action did falter

I followed the herd , I do the exact same

Though my body still sound , my mind has turned maim

Yesterday I was polite, I had good grace

Today I doubt this world and in it my very own face !

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