Angel Of Peace
They were bought from the market
Like cattle, dogs, horses, cats
And other domesticated animals
But unlike them they were not the pets
But used like commodities
They were caged, used, exploited, and tortured brutally
And cautioned not to react but to remain mute all the time
As if they were born to serve and tolerate all oppressions
They did the same as asked for the ages
And lived the lives not better than any prisoner
In any of the erstwhile concentration camps
Raised by the dictatorial rulers
They were the slaves, the aborigines of Africa
The land of God, heaven of the primitive and undeveloped people
They were the tool of mockery and caricature
And used for ape-dancing in elite parties
And were dieing uncared, unnourished, half fed
With fatal ailments in unhygienic dungeons
Even worse than the cowsheds
And were perishing like worms and insects
But the time is not cruel as human beings
It behaves fare with everyone
Before the volcano erupts it gathers mass
And momentum underneath
They were bearing all heinous atrocities on them
And grounded themselves firmly on the alien land at the same time
Like the uprooted seedlings planted elsewhere
Encounters the initial hiccups to get acclimatized
Adapting to the foreign soil
The seeds sown over the years, appeared to be lost in the oblivion
Sprouted proudly on the passage of time
The germination conveyed a message to the world
That a transformation is up-coming
It signaled the change of the world order
The order set by a few and thought of as sacrosanct
From which they derive perennial source of power
And rule over the under privileged and impoverished people across the globe
Gone are those days when upsurges here there
Protest and revolt were the order of the day
The unbending incessant struggle
Of the oppressed against the protagonists of racial discrimination
Have shaken their backbone and what ever as relics are left
Become the breeding ground for the reactionaries
In over coming all challenges the changes have occurred
And the torch bearer of the change has become
The symbol of emancipation of millions and millions
He is the hope of new age of the mankind
And the messenger of peace and non violence
He is one of the fortunate ancestors of countless
Un-fortunate aborigines who had toiled hard over the years
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poem by Ratnakar Rout
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