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| Namita Rai |
Damaged Not Destroyed
The sculptor hammered day and night,
Resolute to breathe life in the granite.
The chisel glistened with sweat and sighs!
As it engraved each suffering on the Sun cursed granite.
The pain was dark and deep, humiliation sharp as ridges steep!
Exploitation had left them distraught in grief,
Nature's wrath connived with man's manipulations,
Pride dried and cracked by droughts,
Spirits damp by floods,
Earthquakes shook their foundations,
The Sun darkened their aspirations!
No wonder!
Greed, might, and fate conspired to annihilate the deprived race!
But resilience breathed and sustained through,
Causing a stir in the faint spirit anew.
Tourists flocked around the sculpture to bask in their past Glory,
Failing to see a race rising in the granite story,
Rewriting boldly the history of resilience in the face of gory,
The sons of the soil upright, tall.
The Sun crimson with shame hid low in the horizon like a tight ball.
Tears trickled but his eyes smiled,
With joy in his voice cried, "Now my art has actually been defined, why? An exploited race can be Damaged Not Destroyed".
He left the site
For the world to observe and decide,
How resilience survived the might.
Not just to capture the sculpture in their cameras,
to keep a memory of their vacation alive!
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