By
Sunil Sharma
Cerberus
The immortal Cerberus lives on
In collective unconscious;
The three-headed dog
With a mane of snakes and a serpent’s tail
And lion’s claws,
This fearsome guardian of the gates of the Hades
Ensuring spirits of the dead enter but do not leave
The dreaded Underworld of the Greeks and Romans.
Homer talked of him,
So did Hesiod, Virgil and Dante in his allegory
Orpheus and Heracles met the hell hound and could
Survive to tell the tale to a stunned audience kept awake
On hoary nights no longer seen.
Cerberus ensured continuity in a tough age
A quick transition to afterlife in an alien land
Full of rolling mists and full of sadness for the ghosts
Longing for terrestrial life and family,
A watchdog loyally standing guard for the gloomy and dull property
At the entry reached crossing the River Styx,
For his master who provoked fear in mortals
Thus separating the living from the dead.
These days, post-modern world, overpopulated
Filled with hate and ethnic strife, bombs and terror attacks
The faithful Cerberus guards the bungalows and factories of the rich
With equal aplomb, this time with a single head,
The only transformation across the eras is that we all are
Inhabiting in a live and not some mythical hell!
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