A Conversation for The h2g2 Poem
poem
watchfulmriduldas Started conversation May 4, 2006
Vivisection of Motherhood
**********************
Dying sun,
Warm evening;
Reddish sky;
A mother looking at the east horizon,
The very place to observe the dying sun;
Counted the evening,
The evenings she had passed.
Now she sat on the road;
Looked at the far end;
Waiting for somebody,
The hope and relief of the night.
She had three children:
One in her lap,
Other stood before her;
The last one was in sportive mood.
He was playing something before the mother.
Suddenly one or two drops of water were seen, They came down from her eyes;
They fell on the uneven chest of the little one.
Perhaps she discovered the future of the second one.
She did not know the definition of male nutrition,
But she could feel;
The sportive one stopped her to go on.
The sun disappeared before her to come again,
Come again with the light,
The light of the world;
Scorching heat for East Africa,
But the mother did not say,’ Don’t come.’
No morning would exist in this world.
No, she did not pray so.
She knew it would stop the sportive mood of the elder one,
The very mood of the world.
Come here to see the vivisection,
The vivisection of motherhood,
Mother hood of Borena Region,
The heart of climate change.
_____________
poem
watchfulmriduldas Posted May 6, 2006
World Food Program
*****************
A program,
Touch the heart,
Talk with conscience,
Pull the humanity,
Push the hatred,
Love the open mind,
Live with truth,
And help the disable,
The disable being every limb,
But unable to manage food,
The wealth of the world,
The divided world,
Divided by the countries,
The creation of enemies.
Don’t come here;
Don’t go there.
Stay at your place,
The very place of living razor’s end,
East Africa.
You need food;
We arranged a program,
The program,
Not to be heard,
But to be felt.
Please, join hands.
__________
poem
watchfulmriduldas Posted May 8, 2006
A Special Offer
************
Think little,
Feel them;
Get relief,
A relief from scorching heat,
The heat of the sun,
The heat of the universe;
The heat of climate change.
Think of East Africa;
You will be touched.
Here cold drinks;
There search of water.
We are desperate to escape from perspiration;
They are desperate to escape from starvation.
This is the world of technology;
That is the world of nature,
A cruel nature,
The very nature of climate change.
Please, feel them;
Get relief from scorching heat.
It is a special offer:
If you think of them,
You will be given relief,
The relief from scorching heat.
___________
poem
watchfulmriduldas Posted May 19, 2006
A Hope of Water
*******************
A drop of water,
Few drops of water,
The name of rain,
East Africa! The thirsty land.
Traces of feet were not removed,
They were eternal,
Eternal for rest of life,
The live to die for living,
Live in the dry soil,
No crop,
No food;
No relief.
Till few drop of water is the hope,
The hope for a shower,
A shower for tomorrow,
A better tomorrow,
The future of East Africa.
_________
Key: Complain about this post
poem
More Conversations for The h2g2 Poem
Write an Entry
"The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is a wholly remarkable book. It has been compiled and recompiled many times and under many different editorships. It contains contributions from countless numbers of travellers and researchers."