How Helpless We Are Poem by mamutty CHOLA

HOW HELPLESS WE ARE

Books and silence have strong bonds
Both full of events, remain silent always

Experience has tought me facts of life
Eevents and failures are good teachers

Those who worship statue, called faithful
Those who love dalits, called impure! ! !

When alone I think what to write of life
Those who were worth left us long

Why ask how I did spend my life
Spent life, which was impossible

What type of change is this, my friend?
Is it change or revenge of by gone era?

Learned one thing; poor's tears have no takers
Don't you know no poor lives in blind's kingdom

What a bad time, what eyes see; cannot be spoken
When faithful are treated as heretics in our ache din! ! !