Innocent Man

By Harjashanjeet Kaur Sidhu

I met an innocent man today

He was robbed of love and delight 

Stranded from joy and th

And the home he had all right

Who’ll come to read and recite

What his destiny holds for him ahead?

Who’ll care to bring him back,

From the city of bygone dead?

I met an innocent man today

His loved ones will not mourn

They'll be busy taking thumbprints 

When he will lay at peace yet painfully torn

He knows, yet he stares, at the door

And longs for someone to knock,

For someone to bring him the joy, the love,

And reset the clicking clock.

I met an innocent man today

He was never wrong or callous 

And yet he was wronged by 

Even the bricks of his palace 

I meet this innocent man daily;

As 4 p.m. hits the clock,

He sips the cold water; torpid

And waits for someone to knock.

By Harjashanjeet Kaur Sidhu