The day I was born,
The elders looked at me
And said, amongst themselves,
That they have to try their best
To keep me happy
Even if they had never known
The meaning of happiness themselves!
When I was yet a child,
I believed in life being all about roses
And butterflies flying around in evergreen gardens
Painted with joy, laughter, and unicorns
Playing on sparkling rainbows!
As I grew up,
I heard of people living in below human conditions
Of modern slavery,
Of human exploitation,
Of organs trafficking
Of death through lack of food
And started to wonder
The elders had made it such
That I always wore a smile on my face?
Had they loved me so much
As to have wanted to rescue me
From the doom and the gloom
That inhabited themselves
While they were still alive?
Were they scared by the ways of this world
To such an extent
That they had wanted to shield me
From these, wanting to have me
Believe in those fairy tales which they read
To me before bidding me a good night’s sleep?
To think that this world is made of duality
To an extreme level
Is quite heart breaking
To watch of humans
Living like animals, unable to enjoy of life
In its simple basic comfort
Without having access to water, shelter,
Food, clothing and security is quite an issue
Urgent enough to wonder
As to why the powers who created everything
Made it that it be such!
Pray, it remains in our blessed hands
To give of what we can
Regardless of creed and faith
To help humans of unlucky births
Out of the marshlands in which they are treading!
It remains our duty,
Towards the powerful confusion that rules us all
And towards which we shall fly
The day we shall leave our mortal bodies
Through ways still more baffling
For our limited consciousness to understand!