Sometimes we talk the least
Of the issues needing primacy
Sometimes mere trivialities
Assume extreme urgency

What is it in human nature
That compels such a stand
When wishing to remain hidden
We bury our face in the sand

When we wish to discuss topics
In our sweet comfort zone
Ignoring an urgent issue
Carrying a discomforting tone

When discomfort is disquieting
And comfort is soothing
Who would wish to take up
An issue painfully worrying

And yet there are a few
Who may beg to differ
Who would not bat an eyelid
Undertaking a challenging offer

For they are the ones
With a strong iron will, and
With a ramrod straight spine
Made of stainless steel

They are the ones who have
Changed the course of this earth
Dreaming with their eyes open
And with raging fire in their hearts

Subir Chakraborty / 6th March 2018