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What If The River Refuses To Flow?

written by: Pranab Ghosh



The bulldozers, the excavators,
The cement mixers. The tree-cutters.
The disappearing forests. The march
Of civilization, threatening life itself!

The river flows on.

The earth-moving machines,
The disappearing holdings of small
farmers, turned marginal.
The corporate farming,
The green houses. The R&D.

The river flows on.

The skyscrapers, the bungalows,
The villas, the apartment blocks.
The disappearing individual houses,
Farm holdings, cinema halls.

The river flows on.

The malls, the multiplexes, the
Squares, the branded garments,
The frozen food, the ready-to-eat, cook stuff.

The river rolls on.

Teeming multitude of men and women,
Sickle in hand, hammer in hand,
spade in hand, wait for jobs.
The government forms policies.

The river flows on.

Is it tractor versus spade,
Land-mower versus sickle,
Hammer versus bulldozers today?

The river rolls on
Gathering silt!

Pranab Ghosh

Pranab Ghosh

Pranab Ghosh is a journalist, poet, author and translator. He has three published books to his credit. Air and Age (co-author; published from Kolkata), Soul Searching and Other Poems (first solo book of poems, published from Toronto) and Bougainvillea And Other Stories (a book of short stories in English, translated from the Bengali original). His poems have been published in Tuck Magazine, Harbinger Asylum, Literature Studio Review, Scarlet Leaf Review, Leaves of Ink, Weasel Press, Dissident Voice and Hans India among others. He is married and at present is staying in Vijayawada, India.
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