Raj Arumugam Poems

you are born and you cry
and people plan your life
and you grow up and you create;
and you drive along established roads
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don’t let’s think about things uncomfortable
things that question existing illusions;
it’s nice, comfy
let’s have feel-good delusions;
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quiet as subdued children
we walked carefully in the rain
through the oak forest;
we shared an umbrella
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this is our world now
and small as the surface of a table;
but there is a wide world for all of us
when we grow up
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when first I heard the radio
when I was just about four
in a tiny village in India
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when first I saw moving images
of bugs and insects and butterflies
on a screen in the classroom
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The bird is in the bamboo grove, singing.
The girl Child listens and says, 'I love your songs, bird in the grove. Can you sing me another song before I go? '

The bird hops down a little to another branch of bamboo and sings for the Child:
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The Wanderer comes in to the grove. The Wanderer hears the bird sing. The Wanderer sits on the ground and listens to the bird as it sings.

‘That is beautiful, ’ says the Wanderer.
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The mendicant hears a bird singing. He comes to the grove.
The bird is high up on a bamboo branch.
The bamboo branch sways in the wind and the bird sings.
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