Why? Poem by Geetima Baruah Sarma
Why?
Days pass by
and I sometimes
wonder...
Why do we do
certain things?
Helping an old man
to cross the street
and helping a child
who has lost his way.
Perhaps, for the
love of mankind
and sympathy
towards one another,
that we go forward
to extend
a helping hand
even to a stranger.
[Published in 'Induswomanwriting.com' in January 2014 issue]
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8/28/2026 9:45:06 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
The spirit of human unselfishness, to save, to rescue, to contribute, all endowed to people with great heart and mind. a very beautiful verse to read.