THE CITY’S CONDEMNED CHAIRS

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by deebachelvan

there was love of life
there were dreams about flowers.

after demolishing
the walls of this town
the announwment
about the burial of the houses
as dreams about flowers wither
the solution is reached
by smashing the rows of chairs

when the procamation
to demolish
the flower growing city
was announced
the ancient great walls trembled.

in the blasted glass mansions
consecrated to bombers
lie broken tables
still wet with
tea stains.

when everyone had gone
leaving the chairs broken
the neighboring mango trees
fell down, broken.

the rules of the war game
kept changing
being revised often.

in the mansions erected
at the end of the third war
lay hidden
the fourth war
that would demolish them.

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in the hospital
at the centre of the city
which experienced
showers of shelling
the injured patient’s moan
encapsulated.

the wail of a population
while the flowers’ dreams.

are supposed to vanish
with this city
its citizens deaths
and the slain fighters
the nation dances
to the rolling war drum.

the time all are declared terrorists
the remaining flowers wither
and the order given
to destroy the city
in the broken arms of chairs
sprout arms.

there was love of life
there were dreams about flowers.
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05.10.2008