Autograph of an Illegitimate Child

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

He knows that he knows

But

He has not converted his knowing into knowledge.

His autograph is never found in a public place

Nor becomes a point of attraction to any.

He does not carry the burden of a name.

The day he discovered himself on the street

Thousands of names were thrown upon him

Of different sounds of incivility

Arranged in an undisciplined way

Carelessly scattered here and there.

His parents may be looking at him

From among the crowd

Showering all their gathered sins

Upon his delicate body

Standing at a safe distance

To prove their sacred and virgin presence.  

The illegitimate!

Is he born without the union of to natures?

Has he no hunger, passion, and compassion

Like we pseudo-civilized beasts?

Is the emotion of a heart illegitimate?

Nobody is careful to his untold story

His crime is that

He does not know his father and mother

His illegitimate blood promises a life

To flow in any legitimate sick vain

Counting the pulse of the ego.

You may delete his presence from your civil street

But can you!

Can you delete nis signature from your legitimate blood?

Every hearts blossoms with thousand of petals

His humanity pervades everywhere

From dust to cosmos

Justifying the presence of life moment to moment

Remaining a blank horoscope of a discounted birth

In the diary of the insane people.