One Good Work Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

One Good Work



In the silence are many voices
Not heard in the din of noises
I can hear them groan,
When I'm with myself alone.
They tell me ‘with all your wit,
You're nothing but a hypocrite,
An idle monger of word,
Who just wants to be heard.
Instead of your loud bark
If you had done one good work
Wiped a tear or bring a smile
Walked for others an extra mile
Fed the hungry paused for the blind
Waited a little for the ones behind
Stopped to comfort a mournful sob
You would have done a better job'.

The voices in my silence moan
When with myself I'm alone
‘Listen', they say, to the monger of rhyme
‘Do good work till there's time'.

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