Half of Odisha is under water
all rivers
in spiteful spate
the Mahanadi
too is overflowing
Men women
crouch in fear
no news is
this only memory revival
the great
annual ritual
crowds love
Hurricane
storms
thunder
strikes
love this
ancient land
of proud
Odia
who has
never surrounded
to these
fake lovers.
Floods
storms come and go
we know how
to ride
the rise and
swell
the cruel
search of
nature’s
fury to bow to her
hold her in
reverence
for we know
her anger
is an act of love .
Our spirit
rises
we stop the
sea
we make the
rain gods
go back after taking a few lives:
Our
appeasing sacrifice.
Nature is
more human
more
generous and kind
than the
marauders who kill
all
innocence, destroy out deities
loot our
nourished prosperity
we are alive
we are powerful
we have
defied the invaders
we will now
rise with our love
for man’s
future.
Sabita Sahu
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