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The World needs you

The below poetry is an imaginary conversation between a lady and the children for whom she has been waiting for many years to be born. I have tried putting myself into the role of a yearning mother and the souls yet to born.


I asked her, with tears in my eyes,
I asked him , with pain in my heart.
Are you not able to hear me?
Don't you know it's for you that my heart beats?

I have been waiting for long,
To hold you in my arms.
To feel you,
To look into eyes full of charm.

Can't you feel my love?
Can't you hear my call?
I want to share my love,
O Beautiful Souls..

And then.. I heard them.
Beautiful feeble voices.
Mother...they said in unison,
We need to know before we make a choice.

I was elated...
Finally my babies heard me.
I said , yes my children.
Ask me anything, whatever it may be...

Mother, is the world safe?
How will you save us after our birth,
From the heavy pollution?
Is the air good for us to breath?

What will you feed us,
When everything is chemical filled?
Or will you let us suffer,
With medicines and get ready to be billed?

Mother..we are scared of the world,
Filled with cruel intentions!
Whom will you trust ,
With our protection?

Why should we come,
To this world so corruption filled?
Bloodshed and sadness fill the air,
We know eventually we will be killed...

I hung my head without a word.
My eyes were filled with tears.
I knew they were right. I said,
O beautiful souls.. I share your fears.

But, there is always a hope.
Life is still beautiful.
Shun all your fears and come,
Together we will make it more beautiful.

It's not you who needs us,
It's the world which needs you.
It's time to change the course,
Let's give the world back its due.

I know now you have that hope.
I promise you will face no harm.
I hear the beautiful souls giggle and smile,
I welcome them with open arms....


And thus I wait..........


Srilekh




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