Mohabeer Beeharry Poems
He Was Born Free
He was born free a long time ago
When his mind and body were young.
He loved the village lanes
And the busy market towns.
He loved the river walks, the trees and the wild lakes,
The secret haunts of the mountains.
There he created dreams and destroyed them in thousands.
There it was where his dreams grew wings;
Like the frolicsome morning shadows,
He raced the breeze to the foot of the hills.
He flew to the gilt land of moonbeams
And bathed in the mellow lakes of sunshine.
There he rode the fast wind horses to the clouds,
Free from prejudices and ...
What do I care if mountains topple and rivers flood!
This body falls and disintegrates!
I was not intended to last for a day.
I was here before the planets,
The mountains, the rivers and the waterfalls!
Before the first flower that ever bloomed.
I have seen many a day rise, their sheen,
Like the will- o'-the-wisp, disappeared into the dark nights of hopelessness;
Rivers swallowed by the thirsty cradles of the parched earth.