Heapful of Contiguous images
I sorted in rapid succession,
A heapful of contiguous images,
Through growth and recession,
Nations of cities, towns and villages.
And I asked to myself about these nations,
Was there a pattern to this creation?
Perhaps not..I thought and moved to third person
I hope that I am thinking this through, thought and reason.
Asks the impossible to the possible
What makes you stop dreaming?
When you look at India think again
Even stagnation starts a streaming
Poverty, malaise and corruption,
Though may seem to be a rife,
Reality is not in the current stagnation,
But to think of opportunities in life.
The wealth of nations is but a concept,
That makes one stop and think,
We are a network of cities or people,
That can grow together or shrink.
And there came a need, to grow indeed ,
A move from rural to urban,
it’s not just greed, but people to feed
Traversing from Delhi to Durban.
To understand a country’s pathology,
Was a need to look at mythology,
The gods we created it seems,
Were but a reflection of our dreams.
And we heard that in an emerging nation,
Regardless of the team,
Ridiculous to believe that recession and stagnation,
Is but a bad dream.