One & Same

My dear friends, my readers. How have you been? A whole year has gone and a new one has started. Well, life goes on, people come into this world, and some leave, oh, so suddenly. The year ends with  celebration and also starts with it. There have been many who have had success and many innocents who have lost lives, and continue to do so. Why this conflict, why such pain we cause for each other? Does not our heart beat the same, the breath we take is the same, our mind is composed of the same emotions? We ALL feel happy ,sad, and frightened. We ALL lose hope, gain faith and conviction? We are in this together and together we must encourage change for the better. We need to think what a world are we leaving for our children?

Thus , today I post a poem, pondering about our existence and how we may be doing different things and live in different parts of the world, but we are ALL fundamentally the same. Many have done research, written books and poetry to ultimately come to the conclusion that we all are the same!

So, as I brew myself lotsa lovely coffee, and have some serious thoughts.Do enjoy this poem of mine.

One & Same

Ten fingers and ten toes,

Two eyes ,two ears,

And one nose.

In all the poetry and in all the prose,

Who are we?

No one knows?

No one Know!

Over oceans,

Over mountains,

Inside earth,

And outer space,

Whose are these hands?

These animals?

These clothes?

These wings?

Who is this face?

Our own story we try to trace,

Did we come form monkeys, earth or out of space?

Dig this place, dig that place!

 

Talk and talk, debate, debate!

 

Who are we?

Who were we?

Use psychology,

History,

Geography,

Sociology,

Economics and

Technology,

Who are we? Who are we?

A thousands of years of existence ,

And still we ask ,who are we?

 

Isn’t it very plain to see?

Two arms,

Two feet,

One heart that beats,

One brain,

And thirty two white teeth!

All same,

All same!

For Heavens sake!

And in your Gods name!

We are all , all same!

In all wars,

In all chains,

In all busses,

In all trains,

We are one,

We are same,

 

So,

Let us throw away, our selfish claims!

 

Raise hands,

And proudly proclaim, to me, you and He( or she)

We are ONE,

We are the SAME.

 

 

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My dear friends, my readers, I hope the football fever we all had, has now worn off? Well we cannot stop talking about it can we? It is as if we want all the problems in Iraq, Israel/Gaza Strip, Ukraine,the droughts and now the floods to go away and to hide behind football! Well they don’t! I wonder if the floods and droughts are a signal from nature/God( or who ever/ what ever you believe in) to wake us up to real problems, we our own wonderful selves have created!

Today I post a poem which I wrote a very long time ago when India had been hit by a giant Tsunami causing destruction and death in the south of India.  It’s written like the poem Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by Samuel Taylor Coleridge.You can have a look at my favourite Wikipedia : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Rime_of_the_Ancient_Mariner for the background and meaning of the poem, for the poem in its pure form is on http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173253, this is a great page with some poems of Emily Dickinson as well: 'Tell all the truth but tell it Slant' and 'Now I knew I lost her'.

As for what happened in India during the devastating ‘ChristmasTsunami’ have a look at : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004_Indian_Ocean_earthquake_and_tsunami

 My poem ( I am NOT comparing myself Coleridge), has two parts before and after, that is, what happened during the crisis and what to learn from it, without any obvious division made. I have tried to make the tempo fast in the beginning and then suddenly slow, as most natural disasters occur. Also it starts lyrically and then it becomes more of a dramatic monologue.  Yes, I know it’s kind of long and preachy!

You know, during the World Cup Football, we all got together to cheer teams from different countries, so we all can come together, but for what? A fight about a round object! Amazing! Aren’t we a confused set of being! Next what Commonwealth Games?

Facts Till Date Published in Media: Deaths in Gaza  600+ civilians,Malaysian Flight  298,Iraq ,1500
Total  more than 3000 deaths in the course of twenty days!

Forget deaths due to famine, malnutrition, crimes of passion and disease.

                       

Well, I am in kind of a preachy mood, let me just have that cup of Brazil bean coffee….no wait it’s too weak, I think I will go for the  Turkish blend! Ja wunderbar!......

Nature's Wave

Water, water, everywhere,

and not a drop to drink,

Water, water, everywhere,

And Oh! Our lives did sink!

All were enjoying the festive season,

All across the land,

Then came that mighty wave,

And stuck us in the sand.

Oh God! What did we do to deserve,

such a  slap so hard?

Where is my house ?

Where is my tree ?

Where are the books and toys ?

Where is my spouse?

Where is my hearth?

Where is my life?

Where  are the children who played in the yard?

Away, away, all washed away,

We all are dazed,

The day passes to the next day,

Land and sea still rumble now and then,

We are now all cramped,

Like pigs in a pen,

Waiting for help and hope,

Help trickles in,

Too late too little,

And then too much!                                                    (Still more reading to go)

Help always comes late,

They wait, watch and wait,

Till the disaster comes,

They watch the disaster,

Till their hands become numb,

‘No, no, no Tsunami or enemy will never ever here come’

And the enemy through history always has!

Nature cannot be stopped.

But, let us pause and think,

What has been so good about all this?

There have been acts of kindness, bravery and compassion,

The world has come together to help and aide,

The affected nations.

Do we need a disaster,

To come and help each other out?                                          (It’s almost over)

Do we need tall towers to fall,

An earthquake, to shakes our senses about?

To help each other and come together,

Only when we fear we will be wiped out?

Tears will be shed in the east and west,

Maybe it’s a test?

A call from Nature,

To make us wake up,

Or, maybe it is to tells us that,

Man tries very hard,

To control nature,

To pollute natures air,

To pollute natures land,

 Pierce through the earth and cut green,

For our own comfort,

And give nothing back?                                                          (Ok,Just a little bit more)

We build satellites and communications in air,

But we forget to talk nicely to others,

We build bridges and building on land,

But we cannot find the right way and develop a good society,

We pack and purify water, oil, diamonds and gold,

 But we don’t try and purify our souls.

Yes,we have come together,

in time of crisis,

But let us come together,                               (You have read so far? Go on it’s almost over)

At other times too?

God helps those people,

who help themselves and others two!

Man cannot conquer Nature,

And that’s true

They say that time and tide wait for none,

And Nature never does too!

Water, water, everywhere,

And not a drop to drink,

Water, water, gone away,

Let us stop and think?

Why is it that all man come together?

Only when we all fear we sink?

Its over! Thank you for reading soooo far down!!

The Voice of Trees

Dear friends and readers, its that time of the year again, when we remember the environment on June 5. The poem is in two voices one of how trees are a part of our lives and the other voice in the poem is the voice of trees, who speak to us. It is in our own hands that the future lies and it is with our own hands that we cut the trees. When will it stop? How much of technology and demands should we have? These are some issues we adults should really think about if we want to handover this world to our children. Do we really need that touch screen bendable mobile phone? Must we always buy a branded plastic bag to show off to our friends?

I think it is time to go back to our traditions which encourage recycling, and grandmas home recipes for cosmetics. Hopefully we can achieve a correct balance of technology and environment friendly products and habits.

Here I go have my filter coffee... oops should I ? I just opened it from a tetra pack and used a a filter paper. Hmmmm?

The Voice of Trees

Oh look, here is our old childhood tree!

And that’s not all, it is made of wood!

The pencil in childhood,

The bed in adulthood,

The stick in our old age,

Slippers of the sage,

In each book and hymn page!

Yet,

We burn! We burn!

We cut, and we burn!

For all the millions to earn!

When will we ever learn?

We are burning our fingers,

We are axing our two feet,

If we burn all the forests down?

How will homes be made and what will we eat?

The Trees don’t speak, but they feel,

Yes, even through their hard teak!

And if they had a voice they would say…….

The Voice of Trees…….

Imagine a world with no trees, just imagine it?

No table to write or discover lands overseas?

No warmth in the cold, no animals in the woods?

No one to give you shade in places where we once stood,

No romance behind us lovely green trees?

No humming of the birds or buzzing of the bees?

No ! You can’t do without us trees!

So please, please, please, don’t cut my roots and my long vines!

Take care of our Earth as our future is entwined!

So please, don’t cut us lovely trees , please!

And such will be their plight as they fall,

We only take but they always give to all,

No wonder! No wonder why,

God has made them stand upright and above us all!