Call To Serve Poem by JEM JAN

People walk along and along selfishly
Blind to the beggars on the pavement
And the lepers on roadside in defacement
People walk along and walk along carelessly

Not so for the Young Teresa, the holy nun
The suffering beggar cared for by no one
And the dying leper abandoned in the sun
The haunting of the poor hurt her soon.

Teresa's prick of the conscience for sure
Playing the trick of deciding for hours
To be not to be a teacher forever
Hearing a new call so clear and clever
Indeed it was an agony to discern for sure


Clad in Saree white as snow with face so bright
Tirelessly walked alone and lived amidst the poor
Seeing the dying faces and hungry stomachs' plight
Finding God easily in the unloved poor for sure
Searching and longing to shower her care for ever


The magnetic face pulled the young girls so near
To decide for ever to join her religious life
Hard and Simple though chosen without glare and fear
To serve the poor and the needy bereft of strife
Day in and day out pouring out their care for sure.


Living selflessly under the sky as the roof
Only to shelter the homeless as a proof
The destitute dying on your laps in disgrace
Lovingly tasted compassion in your embrace
Sea of sacrifices become your haven of grace.