We had to be for everyone
And join everyone
We had to extend our hands to save the sun
From setting
And stop darkness from covering at least half the hemisphere
We had to talk to the leaves
And collect lots of pollen for the butterflies
We had to save water for the coconuts
And fire for the stove
We had to dress the bare mountains
In the clothes of trees
And save the chirping of the birds
We had to live like the seeds in the pomegranate
As the color in the mehndi
And as the juice in the sugarcane
We had to live in the memories of people
Like the days of gossip
And run like blood
In everyone's pulse
But it's a pity that we couldn't do
What we wanted to do.
©Arvind Srivastava,
India
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