TODAY -
In the Arms of Shadows
MC Meetei *
In silent night, where shadows creep,
An infant stirs, denied of sleep.
Eight months old, a tender soul,
In captive arms, with dreams on hold.
A cradle lost, a mother's song,
The lullabies that made him strong.
Are whispers now, of fading grace,
In a world so cold, a darker place.
No gentle hands to hold him tight,
Just iron bars and shrouded night.
He knows not why, he knows not where,
Yet feels the weight of cold despair.
Eyes that should see morning light,
Blink open wide in endless fright.
Each cry for warmth, for peace, for home,
Is answered by the silence grown.
He feels the fear his heart can't name,
As innocence is wrapped in blame.
A fragile life in grasp of war,
A child made prisoner, near and far.
O world, can you not hear his call?
A babe held close by shadows tall.
Who waits for peace, for dawn's embrace,
For kindness lost in this dark place.
Set free the hands that hold him bound,
Restore his steps on safer ground.
An infant's cries, so soft and small,
Yet echo deep in hearts of all.
* Poem written by MC Meetei for The Sangai Express
This poem was webcasted on 13 December 2024 .
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