venkatesh ram Poems
(001) In Waiting..........
Education in Kenya for the poor folk:
Nothing but, going with dragging legs,
Eager eyes, grieving minds and
Empty stomaches...craving for
The 'Sole morsel' of the day
Free from their schools,
That too to be shared in their families
Where education is the means of ends
And a philosophy untold by forefathers....
We Indians can dream the same
When things happen in this way....
We import things when our farms are left barren
And farmers are left gaping for
Better seeds....Or rebirth!
A poem dedicated to Sandhya SN
and the poorfolk of the ...
currency for happiness
is it toil or thought
merry is the man
who plans not time
but time outs the plans
happy is the man
who can reflect on
rather than timing the thoughts