Death of a kind, by Ananya S Guha

And then the floods
flooded my birth
my country, flooded my hands,
feet and legs.
Why the floods
helicopters will do for a visit
a peep into the birth place
of many for whom floods
don’t mean anything
only death of a kind.
..
Floods in Kerala?
Want a national debate in?
So that television channels
can articulate death traps
or politicians who want both
votes and floods?
..
There is in floods
the call of oceans
only the maestro seeks
in hope that the floods
will not destroy his city.
..
Death of a kind
one kind, floods
that are testimony
to a tsunami effect
and the dog that forewarned
it. Keep your hopes alive.

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