ASHIK RAJAK

Rookie - 59 Points (Kathmandu)

Helpless, She….. - Poem by ASHIK RAJAK

Calm, quiet and composed, she lie
Hurt, wounded and disfigured
Beaten and sbruised
Stamped, spit and kicked at
By the hands and legs, she made.

Bleeding, her heart is, deep inside
Hurting her, is her soul
Cursing herself, she
Pleads for help.

Her children, everywhere she can see
But there’s not one, she can call
Her own.

How does a mother feel, when
Her children are not her own?
And what goes around in her
Heart and mind,
When her siblings
Are the one against her.

Where’s the love? ?
And the feelings? ?
The emotions, gone? ?
Is all that we’re doing to our
Dear Mother, JUSTICE? ?
No, it isn’t.
But still she keeps quiet.

We only got one Earth, one Mother
So, let’s all save her.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 21, 2009



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