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Leprosy: Rays of Hope
by Baburaj Nair
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I saw the big anonymous man,
With silvery spots on his body:
He felt insensible to pain,
His fingers were…
As if cut-short from the middle

He stood in front of a bungalow,
Waiting for the coins to be dropped,
In his out-stretched bowl,
But they closed the gate on his face,
As if he is a contagious man.
With anger, hate and contempt,
Over his country men,
He moved away from the spot
To stretch his bowl again
In front of a “chawl”.

I saw ‘rays of hope’
Kindling on his sad face
As he walked down the path of chawl,
Though a man of endurance, he is,
Never could he cross,
The mental barricade
Of the Society
And he felt let down – always
By his own country men.

Enduring the humility and alienation
From the Society,
Gloominess hovering over them,
Envisaging a better tomorrow,
He and his folks just lived on….
 

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February 28, 2012
More By: Baburaj Nair
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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thanks a lot for your encouraging notes.
Regards
Baburaj

Baburaj
10/20/2013 03:31 AM

Comment Extremely poignant !

I am reminded about the wonderful words of Swami Vivekananda who said..

"Look upon every man, woman, and every one as God. You cannot help anyone, you can only serve: serve the children of the Lord, serve the Lord Himself, if you have the privilege. If the Lord grants that you can help any one of his children, blessed you are; do not think too much of yourselves. Blessed you are that that privilege was given to you when others had it not. Do it only as a worship. I should see God in the poor, and it is for my salvation that I go and worship them. The poor and the miserable are for our salvation, so that we may serve the Lord, coming in the shape of the diseased, coming in the shape of the lunatic, the leper, and the sinner!"

Thanks Baburaj Sir for this poem...

V Srinivasan
10/18/2013 01:13 AM




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