THE GODS OF DEMOCRACY

THE GODS OF DEMOCRACY

“Make way for the Minister !” And his escort shouldered us aside:

Six white cars with red roof-lights parted the morning tide

Of schoolkids, office-goers, and commuters waiting for their ride.

I stumbled onto the pavement of fractured stone

And-  in an alcove on a wall I saw a lamp that shone

A  shrine to Ganesha to whom all Hindus pray-

Remover of obstacles, who clears the rough way ;

He had left His great temple  with no pomp or fuss–

To sit by the wayside to bless and comfort us.

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