640. Can'T You Help Me? 200111 Poem by Raman Savithiri

Why life is almost a war?
There is war in mind and so in world
From womb to tomb struggle and struggle
Before and after death ‘what am I’
Is hidden behind the dark screen of ignorance;
And now too in wake state I know not who I am

Which can be considered as wisdom?
The universe which is felt through the senses five
Gives wisdom or hides wisdom?
To satisfy the senses days are gone in war
Is there no end for this mad run?

Where is peace and silence,
While surfing in mega waves of material life?
When will I cross the waves to reach centre
At bottom where the movements of waves
Cannot even finger to mar the stillness?

Why do anger, hatred and reprisal enter my heart?
Is there no power in Your dominant name?
Through my lips won’t Your name
Enter my heart’s very core
Making these devils run helter skelter?

If You and Your name are one and same
And when You sit in my heart as a king
How come these petty agitators
Still harass me in numerous ways?
Will a mother let her baby
To be torn by hyenas and wolves?

Know not where from a blow would come
The thrashes from all nooks and corners
Make me afraid to step forward
Can’t understand what is wrong with me
Can’t foresee the movements of relatives and friends
Is there a single day in which I am not beaten by world?

I don’t know the workings of my own karma
Pushing me hither and thither in world’s drama
Each day I realize how foolish I was yesterday
There is no end for the errors I commit every day
I wish to quit the world
But I remain still blind
To find a way out of universe
Can't You help me? 200111