12/12/12 - a Poem

12/12/12

By Mahbubul Karim (Sohel)

Nothing happened today, this day of

Chilly foreboding with snow and wind,

The world is spinning

On its axis as it did yesterday

Or the day before, to the day of primordial

Soup where organics electrically charged

Perhaps started the dancing of life

In a chaos of inorganic and cosmic silence

Was the creator unseen even then

As He is now, an absentee observant

Of immature organics’ killing spree?

The pope started tweeting today, sending blessings

To devotees of electronic leaning

And the Rabbi, Imam, Priests and the orange robed Monks

Gave their sacred sermons

As they did thousands of years

Repeating the words of wisdom from prophets, divinity, and

The learned of the yester years

Those words in verses glorifying the creator

And His divine prowess, shaking the unbelievers

With raging premonitions

Saying, believe in Him or burn in hell

As if our indifference to sufferings of others

And gloating at the so called “enemies” vanquished,

Decimated with hyperbolic dehumanized zeal

Are not the hell, but heavenly in the eyes of sacrosanct organics

12/12/12 – a day like any other day

A bone shivering cold in the northern hemisphere

When the southern part simmering with summer heat

And the tropics brooding temperance

What have we expected? A booming voice

Rupturing the wall of sky, and the ray of light

Unseen before, striking us, curing us from all thoughts

Of ill, weakness of human heart, greed, lust and thrilling kill?

As the dusky twilight of another ordinary day

Receding into unrecorded history

Silently shattering the myths of feel good numerals

I look through the curtained window to the darkening sky

The night is approaching, and a day of tomorrow

And a new year on the corner with vilified thirteen

Another ordinary day and a year

With the same anxiety, existential and feel good story

Of our ending music denoted by sitar and violin

With beating tabla and drumbeat combined

Writhing to a melancholic zen

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