Friday, January 30, 2009

Delinquents….


whacked eyes and wetted cheeks

tattered clothes and naked feet

that’s all he’s got on this earth

which made him a beggar at your feet

neither parents to kiss him good night

nor any friends who can share his tears

that’s why he’s begging at your feet

what on earth make you pass him by


but remember a thing as you pass

one day hell’s gonna be jam packed

your filthy souls gonna see the pain

for the reason that you turned your back on others pain


see the woman sitting corner of the street

a baby is lying on her wafer thin hands

pain is not new to the swollen eyes

which have cried a river for the sake of life

shrunken breasts are saying a sad story

there’s no any milk to wet lips of her baby

while you parting at birth of your baby

what on earth make you pass her by


but remember a thing as you pass

one day hell’s gonna be jam packed

your filthy souls gonna burn in pain

for the reason that you turned your back on others pain


6 comments:

  1. Wow, Vikum. Did you write that poem? It's very powerful. Reminded me of the song "Another Day In Paradise". Thanks for the beautiful, heartfelt post.

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  2. Hi Daphne, Nice to see you again and I'm glad you found that heartfelt. Thanks a lot.

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  3. These words ring with intensity. In your own personal way, you encourage people to develop a conscience where they may have forgotten what this means. Anger does not have to teach anger. Poverty can teach compassion and awaken the love that lies dormant in a person's soul.

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  4. Liara, Thanks a lot for visit and for sharing your ideas here :)

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  5. Hi Vikum,
    Wow, this is so, so powerful. The words, and the picture, really paint a story of humanity. You're reminding me what is truly important. Thank you.

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  6. Lance, It's a respect that you've commented here. I always admire your tremendous blog which I've found always inspiring.Thanks a lot.

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