Life in the valley
Life…
Name of a flying bird
Flying in open sky,
Name of a dancing river stream
Flowing through rocky hills,
Name of a smile on the face of new born baby
Who smiles without any reason
Smile coz he wants to,
Name of the beautiful morning
In the valley
When a fisherman in the dull lake
Sings a folk in his typical style,
When a whole crowd
Prays to their god
With all of their hands wide open to the sky,
But life is also name of burning bodies of Childs
Died in a bomb explosion
Its true that he did not do anything wrong
But wanted to play football, when it did blast!!!
It is also name of dying hungry farmer family
Who can’t plow the field
Coz its curfew in the valley
Coz anytime a bomb can make his field look like hell
Coz anytime a landmine can make him die!!!
It is also name of a mother with puffy eyes
Who doesn’t know
Whether his piece of heart, his son
Will return home after school
Whether his hubby will come back home
Or whether she will be able
To protect herself from hungry wolves
Roaming in the valley
Who call themselves, freedom fighter!!!
Life is also name of the promises
Done by the politicians
Every time something goes wrong
And they want nothing but to save
their chair, at any cost!!!
Praveen parasar-17/08/10
Wow, Pavreen. You nailed it. You showed me this beautiful bird "Life"--but so quickly the dove becomes crow.
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine what it must be like to live where there is artillery--and I am very sorry that wars are waged. I once read something to the effect: Wars are old men sending young ones to fight their battles.
and that doesn't even address the collateral damage--a dehumanizing way to say: loss of innocent life.
Very provocative. Touching...