Why spare me?
I was a kid
my papa's heart,
my mom's soul,
my sister's mate-
and I was only seven.
A tiny kid of seven
just new to a school,
A soft and tender heart
innocent enough to fool!
Why did you force me
to leave this lovely world
Cup board full of toys
friends, loving mom and dad?
When I was thirsty
for my sister's touch,
when I was hungry
for my mother's couch,
when I was eager
to meet my father,
You stole my breath
and cut my fresh feather.
What was the mistake uncle?
What else wrong did I do? ?
Why in stead of your arms
I would get your blow? ?
You are elder man,
older than I am-
How else do I know
You would do me harm? ?
Teachers taught me here-
to love and respect old.
I only obeyed these
moral lines of gold.
What else would be mine
Last few minutes' wish?
To call and complain mom
and papa to come and punish!
Wow.. a real time poem with a subtle expressive anguish against brutality in the society. Love the poem. 10+++++++
So very sad but abuse happens so often in today's world. This topic is addressed in the poems Jack, Drip, The Death of Raggedy Ann, and especially The Other Children. I too feel the pain and sorrow of the evil and cruelty around us today. Your poem has touched a tender nerve. Thank you. 10+++
Why did you force me to leave this lovely world Cup board full of toys friends, loving mom and dad? Very painful to tolerate. 10++++
What else would be mine Last few minutes' wish? To call and complain mom and papa to come and punish! The helpless kid Pradyumn might have undergone such tragic situation. What a cruel event? 10+++++
I really wish I could have heard a soundtrack to go with the poem rather than a robot burping out each word individually
Why did you force me to leave this lovely world Cup board full of toys friends, loving mom and dad? Sir I absolute love this poem 10++++++
Plz don't write such touching poem.I can not see it with my heart.plz stop.Nicely composed.Thanks for sharing.10is too less.
A real time poem describing the social insecurity surrounding our kids at schools.
I have my condolences with the tragedy victim parents. Let God bless the family and give enough strength to face the challenge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The death of Pradyumna,7 years old, a kid in Ryan International School in Haryana has disturbed the whole nation. Enough is enough. No more to tolerate. Our system has become a nymph in protecting our kids, the future of our young world. God save us.