I Found My Strength Poem by Emma Rose

I met those unfortunate destitutes again,

talked to them

and was feeling proud.

Everyone was looking at me

wondering what I was confiding in.

I was happy today

And all those moribund souls deprived.

They tried to show their sympathy.

Instead of calling him “oye”

they addressed him “chotu”

Wow! It was an achievement,

Life time honor for him.

I was standing alone with the unfortunates

but the irony, we were the only fortunates

have became the center of attraction

in that busy market of busy world.

Then came my guide, my mentor

To provide me with strength.

And every single being present there became alert.

Now here’s a thing for you to laugh at

It was not she

It was her car

which became immediate cause

of their 'Renaissance'..

Now they gathered around us

like honey bees

listened to the sorry tale.

One of the bees

showered the sprouting love.

He was the one

who just a minute before

standing turning his back on.

Now he was addressing 'Asha' his doll.

I felt a sigh of relief

people haven’t became that indifferent.

At least they took the pain

to steal some time

from their busy schedules and non-stop life

to pause and think for a while.

So what if they are not ready to act

because simply this attention

gave me strength.

Strength and Support

Which I need badly.

(Chottu, Asha's younger brother)