Prose Poetics-5

It's an accepted custom
That pictures of gods are
Worshipped daily
But with what respect?
To print them on
Grocery and other packs
Just to hurl them onto
Dirty roads and litter-bins?
I guess
Afterall five elements are
Gods too
So what if they get
Flipped or sunk or
Burried or burnt?
Or what if they are
Chewed by stray cows or
Preyed by stray dogs or
Prayed by the waste pickers?

poem by Indira Renganathan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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