Vincent
S. Niez BSED 2-N Bicol University College of Education
English
Education Professor Renelyn E. Bautista
Nirvaya
by
Shanta Acharya
Do
not ask if I dare to dream of a land
where
I can walk free, without fear,
the
sacrifices made to flicker in that flame of hope;
did
not know the price would be so dear.
Life
is a gift, I thought, did not expect it to be cheap,
callously
plucked-half chewed
bones
tossed drunkenly after the feast.
In
the night of the splintering womb
my
dreams turned into nightmares.
No
mountain could carry my grief,
no
ocean wash away my shame, no wind dry my tears.
Do
not ask how many times I touched the heart of grief
prized
open like a pomegranate
my
seeds spilling like rubies.
Battered
and broken, no hope of being,
my
sorrow speaks in myriad voices, will not be silenced
till
the sacrilege of rape and violence is atoned.
How
long must we suffer, burn like incense?
hold
on to faith, dreaming of change?
We
have an entire universe to rearrange.
After
centuries of dreaming we are awake, alive,
know
what holds us together when things fall away.
As
long as I can summon the strength to pick myself up
when
cast in gutter, and my hopes can rise like a phoenix
I'll
let the universe know it does not exist without my dreams!
Life
is a gift that God gave to us. He gave this for us to enjoy his creations.
As
I've read this very beautiful poem I felt sad because of the tragic story of a
girl in India. She is Jyoti Singh Pandey, an Indian native she was raped in a
bus in New Delhi on December 16, 2012 and died later on in a hospital in
Singapore where she was sent for treatment by the Indian authorities.
The
poem talks about freedom, where anyone can walk and enjoy the place without any
signs of danger. It was stated that life is a gift she thought did not expect
it to be cheap. This passage says that life in her situation though it is a
gift is wasted. The author wants us to realize that even if we are surrounded
by person that is very subjective still hold on and have faith because they
will not control you forever. As we all know, there is no permanent thing in
this world except change. It was also stated that the sorrow of the girl in the
story will not be silenced unless the justice is achieved.
It
was entitled Nirvaya because of the author's fight for the whole world to know
what happened to this girl that was raped in India. In Indian language Nirvaya
means fearless one.
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