Day-7 NaPoWriMo-2020
Prompt: Weird News Article.
image: Sunita Prasad
"Uncle, you are on the television"
The voice of his little niece
Sent sharp arrows through his heart
Headlines long-buried reinforced
Images long-forgotten crisscrossed again
The reality jammed in his face
The past never stopped haunting
The archives opened his hidden ache.
The light in the dark tunnel chased the shadowy ghost...
The drugged life of an urchin
Flashes in clumps
Beaten, shaken, bruised and cursed
A life he had led when one should be loved
Derranged parents, abusive and uncouth
Made life a living hell for an eleven years old boy.
Hope hanged on hinges in his innocent heart...
He blessed his stars
When a Mormon patriarch and his family
Provided their shoulders to cry
They wrapped him in a warm embrace
Loving, caring, feeding and blessing.
He felt he has his foot firmly on the ground.
There is a silver lining starring in the dark...
Aah! The force of destiny
Loomed large in his way
The birth giver filed for custody
And his world turned upside down in a jiffy.
Heavy boulders of fate rushed in the path ...
The cursed life led a thorny path
He was not left with any other choice
A little lost child of eleven
Stood in the witness box
Defending for his rights
Asking for some sky to breathe
He broke his bond, with the umbilical cord
Infront of the dark citadel of justice.
The sky looked blue and the air smelled good...
Twenty years later! It has been that long
Through phases of depression and realization
He understood the ways of the world
Life taught him to forgive and forget
And wanted to set an example
To ask for forgiveness for the harm caused
To those who scarred his existence
But! The woes continue
The womb of his birth is no more.
He will carry that guilt to his grave!
Participating in: /http://www.napowrimo.net/day-seven-6/
The link to the news: https://people.com/archive/20-years-later-the-boy-who-divorced-his-parents-vol-78-no-26/
Prompt: Weird News Article.
"Uncle, you are on the television"
The voice of his little niece
Sent sharp arrows through his heart
Headlines long-buried reinforced
Images long-forgotten crisscrossed again
The reality jammed in his face
The past never stopped haunting
The archives opened his hidden ache.
The light in the dark tunnel chased the shadowy ghost...
The drugged life of an urchin
Flashes in clumps
Beaten, shaken, bruised and cursed
A life he had led when one should be loved
Derranged parents, abusive and uncouth
Made life a living hell for an eleven years old boy.
Hope hanged on hinges in his innocent heart...
He blessed his stars
When a Mormon patriarch and his family
Provided their shoulders to cry
They wrapped him in a warm embrace
Loving, caring, feeding and blessing.
He felt he has his foot firmly on the ground.
There is a silver lining starring in the dark...
Aah! The force of destiny
Loomed large in his way
The birth giver filed for custody
And his world turned upside down in a jiffy.
Heavy boulders of fate rushed in the path ...
The cursed life led a thorny path
He was not left with any other choice
A little lost child of eleven
Stood in the witness box
Defending for his rights
Asking for some sky to breathe
He broke his bond, with the umbilical cord
Infront of the dark citadel of justice.
The sky looked blue and the air smelled good...
Twenty years later! It has been that long
Through phases of depression and realization
He understood the ways of the world
Life taught him to forgive and forget
And wanted to set an example
To ask for forgiveness for the harm caused
To those who scarred his existence
But! The woes continue
The womb of his birth is no more.
He will carry that guilt to his grave!
Participating in: /http://www.napowrimo.net/day-seven-6/
The link to the news: https://people.com/archive/20-years-later-the-boy-who-divorced-his-parents-vol-78-no-26/
I really love how you ended the poem Sunita! Perfect!
ReplyDeleteI was lost after seeing the prompt.I remember reading this story and so I googled to find out more. Reading about it again really helped. Thank you. Shuku for the read.Much appreciated :)
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