Earth Poem

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Earth

Mother earth,

I bow my head on your feet!

You raise us by giving us

food, water and warmth.

Earth weeps when it sees

Tones of tones wheat

do not go to those mouths

of millions hungry children

but it gets ruined burned under

the unseasonal torrential rain.

We unthankful children of yours

Let it happen and do not save

it from this natural disaster.

The earth – the rich soil of

my land of five rivers: Punj+aab

irrigated with these waters and

with farmworkers blood and sweat         ..

gives us golden wheat and paddy         

in abundance in our fields.

The golden ripe crops get

destroyed and ruined in the rain

outside under the weeping sky –

The wheat is grown enough

to feed the whole India and

to keep the hunger away.

But is it God’s will perhaps not that

poor will have to stay hungry for ever.

Farmworkers and consumers shed tears

Rich and politicians do not see the tears!

And the deaf and dumb rulers raise

their white elephant pets, pamper then

with expensive cars for joy riding!

Where is the father of the nation today!

Why do hungry and the poor have to wait

until the full stomachs are being over fed?.

That’s right hunger can wait until famine!

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“There are seven things that will destroy us: Wealth without work; Pleasure without conscience; Knowledge without character; Religion without sacrifice; Politics without principle; Science without humanity; Business without ethics.”   — Mahatma Gandhi
 
 
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11.11.11

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Thanksgiving Day! Remembering those who sacrificed their lives for freedom   and honour.                                                                                            
 
 
 
 
Colours of Autumn as seen through my window:
 
.Coulours of Autumn
 
 I am grateful to the golden leaves
 
they wrote their message on the branches
 
decorated the bare trees with yellow- saffron
 
red, brown, crimson and golden leaves.
 
I see them through my window
 
falling slowly and waving good-bye.
 
Waving in promise to come back
 
in the spring and will bloom again
 
will bring greenery for every eye.

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Unconditional Love Nature Gives Us.