Water becoming , a subject of
hate politics ,
Scarcity of this precious good,
Will rein in more terror,
Hatred and violence,
In the years to come.
All of us want fresh air to breath
Abundant clean water to drink
And some roof to cover
From Sun and rain .
Many are not fortunate enough
To be blessed by the Lord and
Yet, many disadvantaged people
The downtrodden and the deprived
Lead a life of poverty,
Soaked in acute unemployment,
With all smiles and belly laughter .
They know,
They are powerless and
Defenseless to alter
The course of life.
Deeply hurt and profusely confused by
The creation’s mystery,
Molested and wounded by,
Unbridled global finance capitalism.
The maya of the So called
Market lead economic order ,
They somehow live and labor,
With all patience and perseverance.
Love always locked up in their heart,
And also welled up in their eyes,
With salty tears,
My dear Sakthi !
You need to show love,
To these people and give
More recognition.
Leading a simple life means
Sharing the burden of the weak,
The poor and the disadvantaged,
Albeit marginally at least (From My Dateless Dairy)
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