Be Compassionate.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

‘Be compassionate’
Everyone Is advised,
The teachers can’t be compassionate,
When they invigilate the students,
Who wait to be Doctors, Engineers,
Lawyers, future politicians and every,
Other professionals, who wipe the sign,
Boards, traveling in the machine with a hose,
Compassion has the limit here, full stop.
And it has no limit in a circle,

And it is in between the hearts,
Those send the electrical signals,
For love in the near and far land,
The babies suck from the dry breasts,
The fathers suck the empty bottles of liquors,
The mothers suck the poverty from the empty canisters,
The people wander and hide in the deserted caves,
For the death of two thousand bodies in Hawaai,
The revenge of two hundred and sixty thousand in Hiroshima,
And Nagasaki, for three thousand in twin towers,
Hundred and forty thousands souls had been needed.

People are too compassionate,
When they look at their own broods,
They have become the brutes,
And yield the shields and drop the shells,
When the children of others,
Stand up erect to protect their rights,
Be compassionate, comrades,
Be compassionate, friends,
The history has the memory,
And the karma is not the divine theory.