Poetry

Poem: A work call

By: Debleena Majumdar

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A friend called at work,
Stepping onto the battleground.
Narrowly missing
the latest new missile,
A strategic powerpoint file.

A friend called at work,
Reminding me of the plans
made for lunch. But it was not
A good day. I was busy.
Counting the dying and the dead.

A friend called at work,
Teasing me about the urgency
and importance matrix
To manage my time. “Forget that” I said.

“Wait for me, life. I’ll be back in while.”

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