Eyes wide shut

 

In our chauffeured limousine

We've viewed the city's best sights

Dined at the best restaurants

Danced at the most happening club tonight

 

Behind our 5 star hotel, there's this slum

We can't see it from our poolside room

We're ensconced in splendid luxury

Oblivious to the squalid gloom

 

Somewhere near us, children sleep

By an open drain outside their home

The flies are swarming, mosquitoes feast

As stray dogs lick their rabid wounds

 

The parents lost in primeval pursuit

Of pleasure where there is none to find

He's too drunk to be gentle

She, too weak to speak her mind

 

More children means more hands to work

And the mouths that have to be fed?

What we can't see shouldn't concern us

Switch off the lights and go to bed

 

They've lived this way forever now

And this is how they have to die

It's their fate and we can't change it

Why should we even want to try?

 

SWATI CHANDRAN

 

 

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