End Or Suffer More - 'The End Of Sulfan' Poem by ANANDA GOPAN

A chemical invented by man
but it destroys both
plant and human.
it never see
class, caste or
creed,
but makes everyone bleed.

It is a killing spray
always hunting for its prey

A short legged girl
with a wide mouth
and bones
like-
bicycle handles.

A heavy headed
freckle faced
narrow hipped boy
with a fondness to the colors
of the world
but-
a victim of shattered dreams.

There are many more
around
with pointy elbows
with fidgety legs
All cried
some tried
Many died
but the FAN never stopped

They never had pockets
without holes
They never had days
without falls
They never dreamed of lockets
with gold...
but still their life fainted
in a dirty picture..

The echoes of the cries of that
innocent lives
rose and blew
right through the crack in
the society's wall
right through the gaps around
the noble men's ears...
but by the time they realized the
value of a life,
many souls have drowned in the
sea of death
with their thirst to live
left behind in the cliff.

many mothers living with the pain,
th vain-
of losing their kids,
many mothers wishing-
someday,
the world wil give them a chance
to leave behind the dust,
make their way west
making mostly NONE
but with some distant PLEASURE
of green hope and promise...