! Bread Thief Poem by Vidyadhar Durgekar
! Bread Thief
Squatting on street with vegetable for sale
Watching power and money in ugly play,
My mother fell ill one cloudy day,
To save my mother I prayed and prayed,
Prayed almighty the whole day,
Night spread its arms but help never came,
The prayer seemed to be in vain,
My mother’s pain remained same.
To save my mother from hunger and pain,
I took a loaf of bread from the baker’s pane,
On my way they held and put me in chain,
Because I stole a loaf of bread,
To save my mother who is now dead,
Died of hunger without a loaf of bread;
the hunger and pain when never obeys the law of the land as when law reculses the even death..................yet of poignant feeling, wellpenned, thanks fopr sharing
Serious view asking questions about ethics and morality: questions that society so often gets wrong. I empathise completely with you here. Paul.
absolutely touching...how many of us can really appreciate this story when we live in such different worlds...great work
Nice. Reminds me of flashback scenes of tamil movies of the 80's.
this poem is really touching and has a great theme behind, , hunger the common language of the world should be eradicated.... God save the universe! ...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I particularly liked the middle to the end portion of the poem. I thought it was very moving emotionally. I was far better than the average of what I see. This is a poem which should be read. I will be much more powerful that way. I gave it a 9. The end rhymes in the early part were not there, though the were at the end. A poem should have consistency in whatever design is chosen. GW62