~Sudhir Kwabi~
Oh wind ! listen
bring a cloud
at any cost
even it your heart is
desert
hope, rain of love .
Oh ! paddy stalk ! listen
you be a meal for a day
for hunger stomachs
and you clatter
the rain of thirst.
Oh cotton ! listen
weave a piece of clothes
at any cost
the tears are
rolling down from the eye .
Oh throne ! request you
how much you make flowers weep
now stop the rain of wounding .
Oh man of moral ! tell
how long you soak
your own soil
with human blood
stop forever
the rain of blood .
Oh nature ! what do I say ?
how do I rain the
rain of belief
in consciousness
the rain of humanity .
Oh care taker of religion !
when do you rain
the shower of
tolerance at temple
mosque and cathedral .
Oh Gun !
you now don’t target
oh Gun powder !
you don’t explode
oh Missile !
you now don’t look at direction
when every thing is meant to be broken
I just want to know who I am
instead,
come and seed
flowers on our own heart
then rain,
shower of happiness
and shower of peace in entire world .
