The Cause Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

The Cause



Give me a cause
A cause that I fight for
Give me the reason
For my existence
I want to be in the street
I want to be like that poor man
The poor man
Who has more courage than me
Who is a better human being
Who has spent more money
On the wedding of his sister
Mortgaged a portion of his salary
For five years
And he smiles
He has no children
And has adopted a small girl
Give me the reason for my existence
Where is my will power
If I have any
I want that dust on my face
And hands
And feet
I want that glow in my eyes
I want to speak
For the millions
I want to be the lover
Of those
Whose children have nowhere to go
And those who cannot get
A single piece of bread
I want a cause
Than living my life in gluttony
And in false pretensions
Let’s break this cycle
Let’s speak with one voice
For every one is fighting a great war
A war of existence
But when I speak of your love
My heart melts with emotion
In tenderness
I want your arms surrounding me
And telling me
That we will all die fighting
And that every one understands
The great war
And that the bond of love is the strongest
And tonight
Let your soul be at peace
In my arms
Speak everything you want to speak
Tell me all the stories of injustices
Talk of all the fortunes you have
Talk of all the loves you have
Talk of the most beautiful smile
Talk of those side glances of the beloved
Those life giving glances
Talk of that messiah
That by one touch
Raised you up
In this warmth of my hands
Let’s decipher the signs
And symbols
Let’s talk of Anna Karenina
And the unending story
Of your last love
Let the people tell you
That they are stronger
That they are living as you are
That the bond of love
In them is all stronger
That one day
Like you
They also hope
That everything will be
Alright
Lets now
Rise together
In this trance of nature
That though we live in a world of injustice
But still
There are reasons
And causes to work for
Till the time we are alive
And we leave something
To our generations
The legacy of love

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abha Sharma 08 May 2008

The poem is full of compassion and finding reasons to live...sure other than materialistic propoerty what else we can leave for the Gen next... Virtues will only find place in this mortal world...fine thought... **Abha**

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