The Need Poem by Angelina Pandian
The Need
The Cobbler who mends our shoes
Does he wear Chappals any day?
Full of wounds and runts are his hands
Is there anyone to rub oil for him each day?
The Farmer who tills, toils and reaps for us
Does he have a square meal each day?
He sweats and labours for us, yet, to what use
Is there anyone to wipe away his tears?
The Gurkha, Postman, Vendor and nameless many
Who perform their duty, though dull or insignificant,
Without our thanks or smiles, are more content
Than most of us who leech off Society!
The Rickshaw Puller and the Blind beggar Boy
Who receive no kind word, but, curses all day,
The Scavenger, the Sweeper, they all need no sympathy.
What they all yearn for and really need is –
Heartfelt appreciation, true concern
To be loved as brethren and just
A kind word or two!
Beautiful stuff there intense in human emotion and feelings for the underdog great poem tc sat
there are many who work for us but never need any tks. they perform n presih.. what an idea sir, , , , , ,10
What saddens me, is the amount of profit the rest of the world are making from paying scraps in having these designer labels made....I thinks its terrible....you're poem reflects so much....its a great piece my friend
very compassionae write, angelina; projects how your heart is overflowing with soft and tender emotions for sufferings of fellow beings....God bless! ! !
These verses reveal much empathy and emotion and likewise in our heart when we read them... Thank you Angelina for sharing this poem God be with you always
This poem has struck a chord with me. In a society where some people are famous for just being famous, having no talent at all and others who work as volunteers within their community with very little recognition and no money from the government. When politicians are claiming all the money they can get. Sorry I have started ranting. Nice poem.10/10.
This is a deeply touching, poignant poem, Angelina, and one that is very well expressed from beginning to end. Society is always in a hurry to get somewhere, whether it is to work or back to home, and most folks rarely notice those people who make our society actually function as it does. Whether it be a telephone lineman, a street sweeper, a local cobbler or barber, the policeman or the mailman, they all go about their duties with hardly a glance of recognition form most of us. As your beautiful write points out, they could all appreciate a hearty thank you for the work they do which benefits us all so greatly. Carl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beautiful poem and true most people go through life doing their duty with out a simple thanks The world needs more people to care and feel for others and to just say thanks once in a while. hugs micron