His eyes saw what others missed,
so he picked up the lens to show the crowd ,
the naked truth that many tend to avoid,
the stark reality that may look ugly & sad.
He had a soulmate that clicked & shot,
pictures that spoke more than words , a lot,
he had befriended fear and always put in his best,
travelled across many lands without a pause & rest.
From earthquakes to the plight of refugees,
from the reality of protests to the ugly pictures of riots,
his camera brought in tears covering the pandemic stories ,
he was one among many to win the ‘elite’ of all the prizes.
He rests in peace today, without hearing any of the accusations,
living behind a family who at least deserve to mourn in silence,
but we will never understand that it is not wise to cross boundaries,
for ‘hate slogan’ is the new fad & mudslinging is the new way of celebration !