Oh Mahua, my dear sister Mahua,
Why did you enter the forest?
Of all the options under the sky
Did this seem to you the best?
Many a times as curious child
you had been to the nearest wild
To watch the uncommon birds
And strange flowers on bushes!
What pulled you to live there?
Surely, it was not to find rest !
What prompted you to carry a rifle?
Was it to play normal childlike trifle?
What pulled you to sleep under trees?
What turned a village belle into wolf?
Visiting in darkness only to find food?
Tho’ poor we are, our hut is our nest!
Oh, those tender feet and hands!
What dragged them to rugged lands?
Whatever taught you to lay mines?
What made you trigger killing blasts?
What taught you to handle bombs and
Filled violence in
your angelic chest?
My brother, a sister can you forgive?
Village didn’t remain a place to live;
For me, after the villain violated me
The arrogant son of the moneyed man
to avenge myself I needed power
and the forest embraced me with jest!
It was a silent half moon night
When the CRPF sneaked in might
The fiery encounter beside a brook
Reddened the pure water flowing
With blood from bulleted comrades
Mahua, amid them in the death fest!
Oh Mahua, my dear sister Mahua,
Why did you enter the forest?
Of all the options under the sky
Did this seem to you the best?
Xavier Bage
Fri, May 25, 2018
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