Theme: Plea

Plea From A Child

Dear parents, dear politicians
Dear builders and all grownups!
Here is my voice which speaks for all children
And I want you to hear and kindly own up!
You’ve taken away my beautiful joy
My days when I should be free to run
To chase wild bunnies into their furrows
And play out till the last of the sun!
You’ve stolen my imagination that’s fired when life
Is allowed to stare back at me in full
And instead you’ve locked me in glass-walled cages
As over my eyes you want to place your wool.

But I’m a child of this planet, I’m a child of the Lord
As are my brothers, every creature he created
Which your greedy clouded hearts are so not in tune with
Which is why you plunder insatiably...
I’m sick of green mountain being marked into pieces
Places my friends – cows and goats - used to freely roam.
Is your four-walled cold concrete structure with fittings
A place you want me to call home?
What about my waterfalls, the cliffs I would scale
The peaks that would tower and yet embrace
What about trees that would shelter and feed me
And the distant moon to which we would race?
I enter a mall and I feel cold and empty
It doesn’t welcome me unless I can buy
And the gifts it gives in exchange for a fortune
Pale in comparison to a single hawk's cry.

30-Jan-2014

More By  :  Aditi Kane

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