TODAY -
The Fog of Uncertainty
Aribam Surjeet Sharma *
Almost three years have gone by
And still the fog of uncertainty
Bom and nurtured in violence
That fog is still all around us
And so far has not been lifted.
Yes, off and on there are moments
When the fog starts to thin out,
Allowing weak rays of sunshine
Sunshine of peace- to get through
And fall on us, giving us hope--
A hope that it's going to dissipate.
But, as soon as we feel hopeful,
Will reappear a battle dance
A dance by some wild savages
To the frenzied beating of drums.
Then the fog will again thicken
Thereby congealing our hope
And condemning it to lie
Frozen, rigid, stuck and numb
In the cold storage of incertitude.
Now, it only remains for us
To wait for the sunshine of peace
To thaw our congealed hope--
A thing that will surely happen
If and only if the fog dissipates.
But, the burning question is--when?
* Poem written by Aribam Surjeet Sharma for The Sangai Express
This poem was webcasted on 20 May 2026 .
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