Poem - Efforts of the Unseen
The applause of the audience,
echoed through the hallways.
Medals and trophies were handed out,
followed by a rush on the stairways.
The winners got their accolades,
the organizers were applauded.
But to acknowledge the effort of the cleaning staff,
not one head nodded.
Before anyone stepped on the red carpet,
they’d set the microphones and chairs.
Then peep from a door far away,
to admire the fanfares.
When the celebrations were over,
and everybody had left,
a hush settled over the room,
which now needed to be swept.
Who ever pays attention,
to the efforts of the unseen?
They make sure your plans go smoothly,
and your surroundings are pristine.
The special day for you!
for them, is a humdrum scene.
Spare a moment, and a few kind words,
to appreciate those people unseen.
I did most of my schooling at The Bishop’s Co-Ed School. At the end of each event, be it a debate, quiz or the school concert, the vote of thanks would always include the class four staff. I remember Anil, the peon, who was a man of few words. He’d supervise to make sure everything was arranged perfectly, from the chairs to the electricals. He was the go-to man for every school event. But at the end, when, among others, his name was called in the vote of thanks, he was, as always,
from the spotlight.