This poem is written by Clarissa D’Lima (BA. LLB. Class of 2021)
Two opposing thoughts, four directions in both, each springing from a unique entity
Weaned by different conjectures, moulded and scarred by circumstantial disparity.
Treading and rolling ahead to bring out distinct identity.
Directed towards veiled common pursuits, yet threatened in each other’s vicinity.
In the once serene garden of thoughts, now opinions are lost amid noise.
Controversies, confrontations mixed in cacophonic confusion have stripped words of their poise.
Fear and havoc, as tools to choke the informed voice.
Motives of power have made citizenry freedom its toys.
The solemn responsibility of human welfare taken as a shield against tolerance.
How can welfare be achieved without forbearance?
The fear of division as the as justification for schemed menace.
How enduring is unity is despondence?
Are our common fooleries greater than the individual sensibilities we like to flaunt?
Is there a nationalist so great who desires flourishing ideas to turn gaunt?
Why we fuel rages that serve no want?
Why obstruct the peace of discussion with the poor instruments of violence and taunts?