Coercion!

Coercion !

While he strives to protect the lot
Of his country, a geographic spot,
Unmindful of his cuts and wounds
With unsightly events his mind’s consumed.
Heart heavy and a blemished soul,
Unwavering strength he still can dole.
For a noble woman awaits his return,
Filled with anguish and concern.
For her son, a precious soul
Straight featured, taciturn !

There is so much she wishes to convey,
To this hardened world some day.
Of perseverance and sacrifice,
Of anticipations and parting cries !
Her mind is full.
At her heart strings she pulls.
Bridling them to stay on course,
Pretending courage, her throat hoarse,
From secret cries,
Some useless tries
Of negotiations with Almighty.
Oh what a price !

She trades and barters
In her mind she charters,
A flight to the unforeseen land.
If only her precious can be returned
In place of her,
She’s turned a Marchand !

Offering everything she possibly can,
Her prayers unanswered
With hardened heart she now plans
To melt the Master
Redesign a destiny,
With obvious impunity.
In her desperation,
Taking up a challenge so grand !
As stone faced she picks up some attires black,
Neatly folding them on a rack
Making a mound skyward stacked !
Communicating an imaginary track.
Readying herself to mourn a demise,
Creating an unparalleled premise.
For the mighty Lord to bend
His moving finger and change a course,
At a pious mother‘s persuasive coerce !

Dr. Guncha Gupta
27/01/2020