Even the waves so vibrant
Could not wake the little soul
Lying on the shore, Lifeless
He has a hidden story to unrollWho killed him, men asked the waves
Was it hunger or poverty
Some disease or the war
Tell us, who ate his alacrityBeing quiet for a moment
The ocean began speakingYou blame hunger
For the death of poor
You don’t value food
Never do you careWhen hunger struck
Three loaves of bread, you drew
But ate only one
And threw away twoYou question poverty
You blame the wars,
never looked on yourself
So you wonder
Who brought these scarsOnly if, in place of questions
You could raise hands to the needy
Hold a gentle heart
Instead of being greedy“I’m gonna tell God everything”
the little soul said before dying
And if he does
All you humans would be sufferingBecause No hunger or disease it was
But, One of the men’s own quality
the thing That killed the boy
Was the absence of ‘Humanity‘.
Very emotional, touched my heart. We, as humans, need a lot to think and act upon.
We need to remember, Individual actions add up to make a bigger impact on all.
Thanks, it means a lot.