I bow my head
not before the High Command
of any politics and religion
but before the people who
despite of tremendous labor throughout the day
earn little money to feed the family
take dry bread with cold water
and be ready for job next day.
I bow my head before those
who curtail food and milk of their kids
offer to the rivers, at the root of trees
feed the insects and creatures
to worship the nature
I bow my head before the tattered and
hungry people, engaged in chanting and worshiping
it is due to the divine endurance & worship to nature
prosperity dwells in this land.
I bow my head to you my friend for this beautiful write....
I'll not bow my head for I'm one of them/ It's really a great poem//top marks! ! !
I too join you my friend to find greatness of life. Great write. I must give 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good composition......