Heroes?
Coal faces and steely resolve
Miners, blacksmiths, Thatcher’s
Children thrown apart to the enemies within.
No medals. No salute. No honour for their service to those above the dark.
What honour for the darkest hour underground?
What honour for the heat of battle in the furnace?
Closure is the way to redemption they say.
Closure pits man against man and steely resolve hidden under a disguise.
No future. No forgiveness for heartless actions.
What, sympathy for the masses?
True Faith 2020
King Solomon wrote in Ecclesiastes, that to everything there is a season;
It follows that in life and death, there is a purpose and a reason.
As we sow, so shall we reap; said St Paul in Galatians.
The world turns, weather changes that holds true for every nation.
An Invisible Enemy
We shall remember this,
Corona has us all,
like no other enemy,
chained with invisible chains
like slaves
But walking chin up,
With a pride. Pretending,
Escape
Vimto waterfalls
Freefalling to the sea
Pink and white marshmallows
Perched upon a tree
Lime green laces
Form meadows on a hill
Flying on a unicorn
Is really such a thrill Continue reading “Escape”
This Bright Morning
In bright morning
a pale sun chases away
night shadows.
I Will Stand With You
At The Lincoln Memorial, Martin Luther King,
Wrote lyrics to an anthem we all should proudly sing.
It’s our character that counts, not the colour of our skin;
If we just recognise that, all society wins.
In the struggle for equality, know this to be true,
We all stand together and I will stand with you.
The Power of History
I once knew a man who rose above the ordinary.
Who without a doubt thought before he spoke and read before he thought
Even though he is no longer with us,
He would live a thousand years and much more;
My Poetry
Sayantan Datta
I write of blue, red and green, and sometimes of yellow and grey,
Sometimes I write of fields and mountains, and sometimes of dried rivers, instead.
Some days I write of battles and wars, and other days of duels raging in my mind,
All shades, and hues, and corners and caves, you will find in the rhymes I penned.
Uninvited Guest
I am the Elephant in the room
The uninvited guest
The one you can’t look in the eye
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Crown Of Fear
I felt a stir in the still night
Looked up and saw no stars
The moon snuffed out
By huge dark wings
Hovering above an anguished earth
I looked a question
Heard a silent ‘not yet’
As the shadow passed
Leaving me in sorrowful moonlight.