The Play | Mandar R. Mutalikdesai

The following poem by Mandar R. Mutalikdesai from Bengaluru was selected as a commendable mention in Wingword Poetry Prize 2020

A lamb out to play

Among un-eyed faces

A lamb made to pay

Just so it can play.

 

A lamb about to pay.

The play, acceptance

The pay, toffees.

The play, the lamb

The pay, the lamb.

The toss of a coin

The fate of the lamb

Head: a punch

Tail: a stab.

 

A lamb out to play

A lamb about to pay

The lamb, the gamble

Terror, the outcome

An angst, a wedding

A tremor, the bride.

A lamb out to play

A lamb again to pay

For a game of ball.

 

The ground, an abyss

Endless, the fall

To the faces, an appeal

An appeal they see

An appeal they un-see.

A throw, the play

An eye, the pay.

A lamb out to play

A lamb about to pay

The lamb, the ride

Emptiness, the park

Bloodied without a trace

Not a touch of steel.

 

A lamb, played in full.

A lamb, paid in full.