Why I Cry Poem by Aftab Alam

You‘ll not find me among those, who saddens with rap,
Drenched with rain of grief but kept the invigorating cap
On my head, stole a drop of joy from the ugly-grief sea
If smelt bitter or sick palsied mind rung, I bow to Thee.

Don’t want to be a trouble for others but alone I’ll face
Should I lash with His wrath? No-no, but seek His grace,
When cloud hovered over, dark and heavy and rained
More trouble I got, stronger I became, I always gained

But the problem with me is the human agony and grief
If there is a racial or faith riot, targeted victim is women
Race and faith drained into the gutter, lost motif in brief
Seen abandoned life in the jungle of humanity creeps in

Adulteration, rape and illegitimate relation is forbidden
Riot or such massacre is away from faith but motif hidden