Its Not Your Fault, Haiti Poem by Mukesh Raval

Millions of dreams had slept
under the debris of modernity,
and they say we are fast
approaching the gates of eternity;
Many a times the mothers had their lunch
by the flesh of their beloved,
the poor father is always indifferent.
they say that often happened thus
in near and far past.
We have learnt the ways of civilization
the mother is still natural, uncivilized.
Science can never stop an eye shedding tears,
It can never ignite the heart that stopped;
But science has ignited the flame of fury
in the soft, spongy heart of mother;
The mother once smiled when we cried,
Then she always cried when we laughed,
Now its her turn to laugh.
Its not your fault Haiti that
The mother has laughed brutally,
sitting on the debris of modernity....
sitting on the graves of eternity.....


MUKESH RAVAL
Palanpur
India.