Hamelin

When a flutist such as Pied Piper
Plays a woodwind instrument
Rodents and children would queue and march
To his irresistible melodies
Just like the contemporary climate of lip-hurled hatred
Where some hear the euphonious beauty
Of a flutist in embouchure
Like in Beethoven’s Fidelio – her third overture ‘Leonora’.

On boulevards of Levant – a modern day Hamelin
There are creatures who line up inside souks
For a damascene conversion
After all isn’t terrorism the modern bubonic plague
And terror, like the skin that turns sable
With an infection of Yersinia pestis
An abysmal black death.

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Author: meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, American Journal of Poetry, Kitaab, Eastlit and Ravens Perch. He mixes science with poetry for a living, when what matters is the expression of both DNA and words into something serendipitous. Although an Australian citizen, Dilantha is domiciled in Sri Lanka, his country of birth.

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