SOUL SEARCHING

SOUL SEARCHING
(A Farewell to the Unborn)

As you lie
on the creaky hospital cot,
there is a lot
which can be thought
by listening to the uneven, rapid wheeze
and by looking at the hitherto unseen pallor
of your cheeks......

Many (im)possibilities
can be perceived;
that a father
I may never be;
that my father may never be
the same with me;
that you may well have entered
the last lap
in your race for that ever elusive
qualifying tag;
that come what may
one day
you shall really be
a non-entity
and there may be only me
to see you lying limp and lifeless
just as you now seem to be......

Perceptions may not be real.
The only reality
is a single soul searching query:
Does any kind of race
in pursuit of materialism
allow anyone
to cause the demise of the one
who is still huddled up
in that warm, supposedly safe darkness
of anonymity?

Isn't a human life,
howsoever insignificant it be might,
too much a price
to pay
for even the rarest possession on earth?

~ Shekhar ~

More Poems By Shekhar

Home