To The Crowd On The Earth Poem by Kaikubad Ali

Friends, our exhilaration is over,
Now excuse me
Let me go to the mountains.
Please excuse me,
I barely have any time to spare
Let me reach to the top of the mountain
And shout to the crowd below
And make some urgent announcement.
There is a child, laboring in the brick field,
Whose mother is ill and father is drunken dead.
There is a girl lying fainted in the last street,
Under the darkness, behind the street light,
The CCTV shows they kicked her numb body out from the van.
I saw an old man sitting cold, under the dead tree,
Behind the new apartment.
He was trembling, leaning towards the setting sun.
I saw a missing poster on the wall,
Just below the billboard, graphing the budget of defence.
My dear friends, now kindly excuse me
As I have to reach the top before they leave for offices.
Let me have a glass of water and set the throat to clear,
Excuse me from your love and care,
I have to shout and call for attention,
And make some announcement to the crowd on the earth.