God's creation
Blessed to be born in this world
We all may feel that's the truth
Until I read this-
An abandoned baby
Malnourished, hardly an year old
Famine struck
Skin and bone
No food to feed
No water to have
Stranded alone in barren land
Helpless eyes staring straight
Standing legs more like a bamboo stick
Cerebral neurons popping out
Veins struggling to carry weak blood
Oh God! Nothing more I can add…
My heart is not strong enough
To read the rest-
A vampire vulture
Sitting beside and
Looking eager to end its hunger!
I pray! Save these innocents!
Let this never happen again!
Simple minds look at situations and ask Who's to blame? Average minds assess them and ask Why did this happen? While great minds weigh the conditions and say How can we solve it? The poem speaks of an abandoned baby and clearly there were two people who made this human being and one mother who deserted him. Having a child is a responsibility and cultures must realize they cannot just breed and leave them to nature. Poverty is a culture's mindset and a nation can only release itself from Poverty by changing its mindset and make the people WORK. Making children and then asking others to feed them is not the way. As writers I think we need to weigh facts and present them logically using our skills to present a cause. We cannot just appeal to emotions and neglect what needs to be addressed, or else we bark at the wrong tree. A very emotional poem -(God is not to blame.)
When I stumble upon stories like this, my eyes glaze over and I'll sometimes even use a mindless TV show to push the image out of my heart. Such stories leave me feeling impotent and in despair. What I have found to help me is to follow the example of 'The Good Samaritan.' As I interpret it, God is asking us to simply be open to the injustice and misery we see in our own path, that is enough. Addressing the misery of the world only leads me to paralysis. I believe God is encouraging us here to leave the world's misery to others, to trust that if we address what God puts in our path, we can find some peace in the hope that others are doing the same. The danger of this kind of charity is that we can become too emotionally involved and others can become dependent upon us. You will notice that the good samaritan does not in fact take the injured man home with him. Instead he takes the injured man to an inn, and pays the innkeeper to care for him. He even promises to return and reimburse the innkeeper for any overage. The other kind of charity is too cool for me personally however, though I understand its value. In this kind of charity you just give money to strangers who promise to address the particular problem, and you have no way to really know what percentage of your gift actually goes toward fixing the problem and what part just goes toward administrative costs. When I give this way I worry that I am a poor steward of God's largesse to me. It does protect one from any emotional involvement, but aren't we enjoined by God to 'Love one another? ' How do you do that without becoming emotionally involved? Just a question, not a judgement.
You are right to say that is sad. I hope for the to be better, so it does not happen again. Bien! !
Congratulations, dear poet. This poem is now at #62 in the list of Best Poems of Member Poets
This poignant poem stands rated at #62 today among the BEST POEMS OF MEMBER POETS….
Let this never happen anywhere, to anyone….. Loka Samasta Sukhino Bhavantu …
Without mincing a word! Hauntingly painful
Looking eager to end its hunger! I pray! Save these innocents! Let this never happen again! ......yes, let this never happen again! So moving.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautifully you have captured...A Desperate Cry... True picture you have portrayed in each lines.. Loved reading it. Congrats.....for this lovely poem being selected as member poem. Thanks for sharing.