Monday

POETRY: OH GREAT MEN OF THIS PLANET!

Oh great men of this planet!
Why do you behave like this?
Where you cannot see that innocent little smile,
On the face of a small abandoned girl on your streets.

Oh great men of this planet!
Why do you behave like this?
Where you do not know the pain of a person,
When he struggles to earn for a day’s little food,
Not for him but for his daughter to have,
So that her quaint little legs can gather strength.

Oh great men of this planet!
Why do you behave like this?
Where you run after money, fame and honour;
While our poor little kids can’t go to school.
And experience that joy to learn a rhyme together.

Oh great men of this planet!
Why do you hurt those people?
The people who are not as fortunate as you,
By your words and deeds and action.
Why don’t you believe, that they too have a heart.
They too want the love of humanity.
They too can feel that pain.

Oh great men of this planet!
Please drop your quest for money.
For what use is that money,
When we spend our days like machines.
With machine hearts and machine minds.
Why do you fall into this vicious cycle?
You are human, it is okay to cry.
It is okay to love, it is okay to smile, it is okay for some tears to flow.
But oh great men, you live a cruel life.
You live for everybody’s misery.
You learn to defeat others by competition.
You learn to be happy when others fail.
You learn to smile when others cry.
Why do you behave like this, great men?

For what use is that knowledge you gain?
From a pile of the books that you've made.
When you do not know how to treat a person,
With respect and love for his uniqueness.

In this small life of yours, great men,
Why don’t you make a difference to others.
A difference, that can give knowledge to a weak little girl.
A difference, where you give your food to a starving old man.
A difference, that can give wings to the dreams of little unfortunate children.
A difference, where you enjoy the laughter of your people.
A difference, where you cry for their sorrows.
A difference, where you can cry with happiness on seeing a sunset.
A difference, where your knowledge is used for inspiration.
A difference, where You alone, can change a generation.

-Vishnu Chandrasenan