Falling Bridges Poem by Lokenath Roy

They built us among the sands,
laid us bare;
on the chests of flowing rivers;
mountains of majesty,
oceans traversed in chains of steel
trapped in steel bars;
held in chains of iron
they flaunted us to the world
our curves and our bends,
they took to the halls of fame
written in the pages of books;
as wonders of modern craft.
That was the bounty.

Racing cars,
that screeched over my slender neck;
loaded trucks, so very heavy;
Cozied themselves over my breasts beautiful
Let the ships flow through;
Underneath.

I always served them;
yet none saw the cracks on my forehead;
my face, barren and smothered,
with marks of my service.

One day came,
my eternal dance to your eyes;
dead in its tracks.
I break apart,
I fall;
I fall to the tragedy of you all,
Only to be blamed, sinned
when all you ever wanted was pleasure.
And brought up back again,
eternally chained
to the service of you.